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?”

“I… I’ve

stared at

her head

his gaze, she felt a

his eyes on her right now although she did

find a

another appointment with the doctor for tomorrow. I guess I’ll wait and see,”

she would know whether she had lost her memories and whether she had ever met

She thought, “If there is a result tomorrow,

voice sounded. “Then wait for

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

Rosalie cleaned the table and picked up a fruit knife and an apple, asking Jonathan,

voice was slightly lower than

began to concentrate on peeling the apple

for her fingers to exert

and broken when she was imprisoned, causing her knuckles

that were previously easy for her to do had now become challenging for

was having a hard time peeling an

said that he

his bright eyes on

finished peeling the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh

are.”

and took a bite. The luscious texture tingled in his

sweet?” she

sweet,”

picked up another apple and was about

stretched out his long arm and took her into his arms.

more?”

shock, she stared as he brought the apple he had just bitten to her

He had taken a bite out of the

her with a smile as if he

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