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?”

suddenly felt guilty. “I…

at her.

dipped her head and carried on

gaze, she felt a growing

his eyes on her right now although

you need me to find

for the time being… I have made another appointment with the doctor for tomorrow. I guess

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

is a result tomorrow,

sounded. “Then

point to notice the flashing grimness on Jonathan’s

the table and picked up a fruit knife and an apple,

voice was slightly lower than

to concentrate on peeling the apple with clumsiness while Jonathan watched her

her

bones had been crushed and broken when she was imprisoned, causing her knuckles to be slightly

easy for her to

having a hard

that he was the only one

repeating that to himself as he fixed his bright eyes on her

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

are.”

it and took a bite. The luscious texture tingled

it sweet?”

very sweet,”

Then Rosalie picked up another apple and was about

moment, he stretched out his long arm and took her into his arms. “Why bother taking the effort

more?”

stared as he brought the

of the apple, and now the bite mark was close to

a smile

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