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.

fun. When she came over from the other path once and saw that this mountain was

grandmother made tea for Rosalie to calm her down and hugged her to sleep for two

phone. It was still early. If Jonathan drove to the

around and walked towards the other path.

she used to play for a long time, or maybe she wanted to match this real scenery with that in her

was going to give

After that, Rosalie would put everything in her dreams down and ignore the so-called truths and memories. She and Calvin would

mattered more to Rosalie was Jonathan.

and walked along the path to

she went to the hillside, the more

child, she often regarded the mountain as a place for treasure hunting and liked to come here to play adventure games. Now when she came here again, this familiar feeling seemed to be back again. Rosalie felt as if time had not passed on this hillside. Everything was just as it used

on it back then, and there were still those marks on the tree.

too many memories in

was stunned and stopped. Not far ahead was the cliff in her

the little boy slipped on the edge of the cliff, while the girl instinctively pulled the little

and didn’t let go of

the cliff and looked down carefully.

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

and stood away from

else. He recognized her

him and their childhood, but Calvin had

cliff would be a secret, a secret buried in Rosalie’s

a cracking sound as if the foot was stepping on a small branch on the ground. She turned around and didn’t expect to see Calvin in this

still dressed in that black suit and white shirt, but he was different from when

was still a layer of plastic wrap

indifferent look was tinged with surprise when he saw her. “Why are you here?”