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.

he looked at her when

conveyed her indifference

yelled again with nervousness and

lifelessness in his eyes gradually faded, and instead, the

Jonathan asked in a low voice with

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

be here.

up to him and raised her hand to touch

conditioner wasn’t turned on here. Even though it was night, the air was still hot. However, Jonathan’s skin tended

sleepy, so I came

feels so cold?” Rosalie frowned and continued, “It’s too late. Let’s go

put down her hand and was about to grab Jonathan’s

so that her hand continued to

her quietly

strange now. His quietness and

uneasy.

words through his thin lips, and his voice was like the night wind across

replied without

right?” he added. Surprisingly, vulnerability appeared

more intense because he

you mention

His voice was hoarse, and

in addition to feeling uneasy, she was sorry for

weak in exchange for an

over his shoulder and saw the

tender expression in the photo was his father, who chose to die because he was abandoned

a kind

betrayed by

by his father

eyes were still fixed on her, as he was waiting

held back her tears. Others thought Jonathan was affluent enough to get everything he wanted, but they didn’t

this moment, she just wanted to heal his wound