The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 341

Rosalle stepped forward and quietly looked at her grandmother lying in the coffin. She knew that this was the last time she saw her grandma. This kind old lady gave her a lot of love after she lost her mother, making her childhood happy.

Rosalie put the flowers in her hand gently in front of Wilma’s coffin and said goodbye to Wilma in her heart.

When Wilma’s body was cremated, Rosalie didn’t go over. She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to stand the scene of her grandmother’s body being cremated.

Jon, Grandma left me after all, Rosalie murmured. “There is one less person in this world who truly loves me and treats me well.

Jonathan looked at Rosalie and said, “I won’t leave you.” He would always be with her.

“I know you’ll never leave me. And I… I’ll never leave you as well,” Rosalie said. He always reassured her when she was restless and uncertain.

Wilma’s ashes were put in an urn after cremation.

The Lopez family buried Wilma in their ancestral grave in the village. In the past, people lived in villages nearby and Lopeza could be buried here after death.

Rosalie respectfully bowed three times in front of her grandma’s tombstone.

According to the custom of their hometown, at the burial, if the deceased was a senior, the younger generation needed to kneel down and kowtow in the end.

When Rosalie stood up after kowtowing, she was surprised by what she saw.

Jonathan also bowed to the tombstone three times. Then he knelt down on both knees and respectfully kowtowed to Wilma.

Lopez family were all shocked. With Jonathan’s identity, he must’ve never kowtowed to

must’ve really

made up her mind. One day, she

She had a lot to say, but in the end, she only said these

naturally knew how much Wilma had influenced Rosalie and

of the Youngblood family were already waiting at the door of the Lopez

door respectfully. A bodyguard who got out of another car took a trench coat and replaced

go,” Jonathan said to

nodded. There was no need for her to stay here anymore since her grandma’s matter had already

get in the car holding Rosalie’s hand,

kind of luxury car to pick her

wondered who Rosalie’s boyfriend was

outside of the window, Rosalie hummed and her beautiful and

his eyebrows slightly. After Rosalie finished singing, he asked, “What’s

the one who taught me how to sing it, and I used to sing it when I was a child. But at that time, I didn’t quite understand the meaning of the lyrics. The older

indeed a good song,”

can’t teach me to sing songs anymore,” she murmured,

for 3-4 hours every day. She spent most of the time beside

some sleep out the way back I’ll take two

her adjust her seat to a suitable

the seat, closed her eyes, and soon

face. After a while, he took out a silver