The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 371

She thought, ‘How could he end his life so easily? Why didn’t he consider his son? He should have known what his death. meant to Jon who was so young at that time.

It was obvious that sending Jon to the Youngblood family was not the best choice. He just forgot that the father’s company was irreplaceable for a kid.

Jon lost his mother, but later, he could not even make his father stay.

As a young child, he was confined to a residence with his blood-related grandfather whom he hated so much!

Rosalie could almost imagine how cautious Jonathan must be when he lived there at such a young age.

In this residence, there was no sound relationship between Jonathan and his grandfather. Jonathan must struggle to survive in this horrible place.

Rosalie walked through the hall step by step and came to the inner room.

The decoration inside was the same as she had seen before, and the photo of Jonathan’s father was put on the desk.

At this moment, Jonathan stood still in front of the photo like a slender statue.

His back was straight, and the dim light fell on him, casting a shadow over the ground.

At this moment, the sense of loneliness oozed from him seemed to separate him from everything around him.

It was as if there had been nothing else in his inner world.

Rosalie had an impulse to cry. She couldn’t even explain why she had such a feeling that there was an invisible gap between Jonathan and her at this moment.

However, they should have been the closest to each other in the world.

“Jon!” said Rosalie in a particularly clear voice in this quiet room.

The tall man trembled slightly and then slowly turned around. His dark but glassy eyes stared at her with depressing

moroseness.

Suddenly, Rosalie felt her heartbeat was missing.

the way he looked at her when she

her indifference to

She yelled again with

out of his world. The lifelessness

Jonathan asked in a low voice with tiredness

question for you. It’s so late. Why are you here?” She said, thinking that it was not a special day requiring

be here.

hand to touch his cheek gently,

July, and the air conditioner wasn’t turned on here. Even though it was night, the air was still hot.

sleepy, so I

face feels so cold?” Rosalie frowned and continued,

her hand and was about to grab Jonathan’s hand, but Jonathan took action ahead

back of her hand so

at her

going on?” Rosalie only felt that he was a little strange now. His quietness and the lifelessness in his

uneasy.

his

she replied without

added. Surprisingly, vulnerability appeared in

seemed to become more intense

you

His voice was hoarse, and he seemed to beg her

to feeling uneasy,

so weak in exchange for an unchanged promise

over his shoulder and saw

his father, who chose to

was a kind of

was betrayed by

by his father and left alone in

eyes were still fixed on her, as he was waiting for her

Jonathan was affluent enough to get everything he wanted, but they didn’t know his severe but hidden mental

to