The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 373

Chapter 373

When Rosalie pushed open the door of the CEO’s Office, she saw a tall figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window and staring at the Strico skyline.

Rosalie got

the odd impression that this scene was similar to a poster. With him standing there, it felt like the whole Strico was under his control.

It was true because he was powerful and influential in Strico.

He was no longer as frail and alone as he had been in the early morning.

“Jon,” she said.

He looked her way and grinned. “There you are.”

“Yeah, I brought you a lunchbox. Let’s see if you like it.” She made her way to the coffee table and set the food down.

He then walked over, popped the lunchbox’s lid open, and sat down on the couch.

Rosalie remembered the days when she used to eat lunch with him every day in his office.

“Is it tasty?” Rosaline asked expectantly, not knowing whether the cuisine she chose today was to his liking.

“Yet, not bad,” he replied.

“That’s good.” She breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way, do you suffer headaches very often these days? I’ll make an appointment with a doctor for you. What do you

say?” Jonathan spoke out of the blue.

Rosalie paused and hurriedly said, “That’s not necessary. I have been seeing a doctor.”

“But that doctor is obviously not good at it. Didn’t you have a headache again when you were at the exhibition?”

guilty. “I… I’ve seen another

stared at her.

head and carried on with her

gaze, she felt a growing sense of

on her right now although

find

appointment with the doctor

lost her memories and whether she had ever met Calvin when she was a

thought, “If there is a

Jonathan’s voice sounded. “Then

too preoccupied at this point to notice the flashing grimness on Jonathan’s

picked up a fruit knife and an apple, asking Jonathan,

His voice was

on peeling the apple

her fingers to exert

been crushed and broken when she was

for her to do had now

hard time peeling

She said that he was the only

bright eyes on her hands,

finally finished peeling the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief and handed it to

are.”

took a bite. The luscious texture tingled in

sweet?”

sweet,”

Then Rosalie picked up

took her into his arms. “Why bother taking the effort to peel

more?”

After a brief moment of shock, she stared as he brought the apple he

blushed. He had taken a bite out of the

want some?” He looked at her with a smile as if he was waiting

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