The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 387

“You can arrange a car. I’ll be there now,” Jonathan said in a deep voice.

“Yes!” Carlos replied and glanced at Jonathan’s face. He felt that Jonathan was suppressing his emotions now.

It seemed that at this moment, no one could touch Jonathan’s taboo. Once his taboo was mentioned, there would be a disaster.

It must be because of Rosalie.

Carlos thought to himself, “Mr. Youngblood cares more about Rosalie than others think. Maybe Mr. Youngblood doesn’t even know how much he cares about her.”

However, Carlos still didn’t understand why Jonathan paid so much attention to Calvin.

It was as if Jonathan was afraid that there would be something between Rosalie and Calvin.

What was Jonathan afraid of?

Then, Carlos suddenly laughed at himself in his heart. How could Jonathan be afraid of anything? “I’m overthinking!” Carlos thought.

Rosalie sat on a small mound in front of her grandmother’s grave, talking about her current life, the little things between Jonathan and her, and her expectations for future life.

There were not as many people in the Lopez residence here. Because it was not a festival, there were no other people around who came to the cemetery, so Rosalie could tell her grandmother everything.

She hoped that her grandmother could hear her words and would be happy for her.

Rosalie looked at the time and thought, “If Jon is coming here, he must be on his way.” So Rosalie arranged the flowers in front of the grave again. Then she packed up the garbage and was ready to walk down the mountain.

Just as Rosalie walked halfway, she suddenly came to a forked path and stopped.

for fun. When she came over from the other path

her grandmother made tea for Rosalie to calm her down and

It was still early.

walked towards the other

Maybe it was because she hadn’t been to the hillside where she used to play for a long time, or maybe she wanted to match this real scenery with that

she was going to give

dreams down and ignore the so-called truths and memories. She and Calvin would just be

to Rosalie was Jonathan.

a deep breath and walked along the path to the

to the hillside, the more familiar she felt.

a place for treasure hunting and liked to come here to play adventure games. Now when she came here again, this familiar

on it

had too many memories in

far ahead was the cliff in

the dreams, the little boy slipped on the edge of the cliff, while the

boy’s hand and didn’t let go of it. In the end, she came up

of the cliff

when she looked down. If she fell with carelessness, she would probably break several bones even if she could

and

mistake Rosalie for someone else. He recognized her but

childhood,

be a secret,

a cracking sound as if the foot was stepping on a small branch on the ground. She

and white shirt, but he was different from when he came out of the Lopez

a layer of plastic wrap on the doughnut.

when he saw