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?”

pale. He clenched his fingers with difficulty and wanted to withdraw

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

on? Why are you shaking so violently?”

and said, “Nothing. It should

and take you to the hospital!” Rosalie was worried. Then she picked up her phone and was about to call the driver who lived in

the call, Jonathan had already hugged her

and his face buried deep

breath brushed her neck, and his every breath was so heavy that she even felt her

pressure.

I’ll take you to the hospital with my driver so

need to go to the hospital. I just

maintained a still posture and let

his arms around her more and more tightly. His trembling made her feel a little bit

took a deep

stiffened, and then he said in a hoarse voice with an apology, “I’m sorry to hurt you. Please bear it a little longer, okay? Let me hold you a little

only by holding Rosalie like this and making sure she was around him could Jonathan

he could panic so much by just hearing her

didn’t care if Jonathan’s hug would hurt her, and she only

down. At least now he was not shaking as strongly as

murmured, still

point. She had more influence on him than

said to Rosalie,

am pain resisted After all, she suffered frons inturn torture

his eyes darkened. “Well, I’m fine,” he

now? Rosalie asked. If she

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

that she was not the only one who