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.

gazed at her the way he looked at her

a look conveyed her indifference to

again

voice effectively dragged Jonathan out of his world. The lifelessness in his

here?” Jonathan asked in a

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

be here.

spoke, she walked up to him and raised her hand to

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

sleepy, so I

frowned and continued, “It’s

down her hand and was about to grab Jonathan’s

so that her hand continued to press on his

at her quietly with

felt that he was a little strange now. His quietness and the lifelessness

uneasy.

right?” He uttered those words through his thin lips, and his voice was

replied without

added. Surprisingly, vulnerability appeared in his

seemed to become more intense

you

voice was hoarse, and he seemed to

in addition to feeling uneasy, she was sorry

in exchange for

his shoulder and saw

man with a tender expression in the photo was his father, who chose to die

a kind of

betrayed by his

by his father and left alone

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

affluent enough to get everything he wanted, but they

to heal his