The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chatper 252

Chapter 252

Rosalie felt her face burning again when she recalled what happened last night.

She was awake now, but she didn’t open her eyes. She was afraid the situation would be too embarrassing if she did so and saw Jonathan.

“Besides, what shall I say to him when I open my eyes so I won’t feel embarrassed?” she pondered.

Rosalie began to consider these questions.

But before she could decide, a voice addressed her. “Are you awake? If you’re awake, there’s no need to keep your eyes closed. Maybe… Are you afraid of seeing me?”

Rosalie’s body quivered, and she snapped her eyes open immediately. An exquisitely handsome face came into her sight. It was Jonathan!

Supporting himself with his hands propping at the edge of the bed, he leaned toward her, and his face came very close to her face. She felt his gentle breath lightly caressing her face.

She could even count his eyelashes at such a short distance.

His long and dark eyelashes, which complemented his gorgeous eyes, were something that even women would be jealous of. When she met his gaze, she inadvertently recalled the endless allure and mesmerizing charm his eyes had displayed last night. They were fatally seductive and expressed a desire to devour her then.

“What are you thinking about?” he suddenly asked her.

Rosalie was flustered, and her face was red. “N-Nothing…” she blurted.

She put on her clothes quickly and was about to get out of bed, but he stopped her by saying, “Wait a second.”

Next, she saw him lowering himself before her. With a knee on the ground, he squatted there and carefully put on her socks

for her.

for her and headed to the bathroom with

doing?”

wash up?”

his actions, but her reply didn’t vocalize. “Mm…

put her down and ensured she could stand firmly

answered in a low voice. Lifting her gaze, she looked into the

him lowering his head and squeezing

mirror.

now is the feeling of being protected and cared for by another

handed the toothbrush to her. “I can help you if you can’t

began brushing her teeth but didn’t notice that

eyes. His fixated gaze on her was full of infatuation. He murmured silently, “You… You

nearer and nearer and finally pressed against her hair. The scent of her hair filled his nostrils. “Please love me more. Love

his

and washed her face, her cheeks

brush her hair with a wooden comb, he grabbed the comb in her

for a second.

hairstyle.” He beamed as he took the comb. He then began to brush

movement was very gentle as if

hair, she pondered involuntarily, “How many people

dazed, Rosalie looked at herself and Jonathan through the mirror in front of her.

blissful happiness, while he had a loving

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