The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 347

When Rosalie suddenly opened her eyes, she realized that she had dreamed about the little boy and girl again.

She woke up when she just dreamed that the little boy had fallen down.

As soon as Rosalie opened her eyes, she met Jonathan’s eyes. But at this moment, Jonathan’s eyes were deep and serious.

“Dis you have a dreamn?” Jonathan asked, but his voice sounded so distant.

“Yeah Rosalie nodded and looked at the wall clock. It was already more than 2 a.m. “Did I wake you up?” she asked.

“No.” Jonathan said. “I just couldn’t fall asleep. What did you dream about? Your face is so pale.”

Rosalie opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say. Could she tell Jonathan that she dreamed of a little girl saving a boy, and she thought the little boy might be Calvin?

Jonathan minded Calvin’s mistaking Rosalie for someone else. Now Rosalie couldn’t figure out why she would have such a dream Was it really because Fiona had told her when they were little that Fiona had saved Calvin that Rosalie would have

such dreams?

But why did the little girl in Rosalie’s dream seem to be herself?

“Nothing,” Rosalie shook her head gently and said. “It’s not important.”

Was it not important? Jonathan’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “You have a lot of sweat on your forehead.” Jonathan raised his hand and approached Rosalie’s forehead,

Only then did Rosalie realize that her forehead seemed to be wet, and her palms and back were sweaty.

But the next moment, she found that Jonathan’s hand stopped in front of her forehead and didn’t move forward.

Rosalie was stunned and asked, “What’s wrong?”

He clenched his fingers with difficulty and wanted

hand was trembling. “Why are your hands shaking?” She asked, but she immediately found that

what’s going on? Why are you

It should be fine in a

Then she picked up her phone and

she could make the call, Jonathan had

hands tightly wrapped around Rosalie, and his face

breath was so heavy that

pressure.

let go of me first. I’ll take you to the hospital with my driver

need to go to the hospital. I just

but she maintained a still posture and let him hold

more and more tightly. His

took a

hoarse voice with an apology, “I’m sorry to hurt you. Please bear it a little longer, okay? Let

sure she was around him could Jonathan

that he could panic so much by just

hug would hurt her, and she only cared about how

that he was gradually calming down. At least now he was not shaking as

murmured,

had more influence on him than he thought. After

let go of his hands and said to Rosalie, Imust have hurt you just

okay It doesn’t hurt too much Actually, I am pain resisted After all,

and his eyes darkened. “Well, I’m

the way, what happened just now? Rosalie asked. If she

a moment and said. “I just had a nightmare. I was awakened by it, so my body couldn’t help

was not the