The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 444

When Jonathan lived with Rosalie previously, they also had such a conversation.

Back then, she had answered, “Yes, of course. I like you, Jon!” Rosalie grinned. It was a drunken smile, but her answer was exactly the same as before.

At that moment, she seemed to return to the time when they got along because she was drunk. Back then, she was Rosie, and he was Jon.

“So if I were a good boy, would you be willing to be my Rosie?” Jonathan wanted Rosalie to stay with him with that identity.

Although Jonathan could not give Rosalie love, he could give her something else.

He could fulfill all her dreams and ambitions. Jonathan could make those who looked down on Rosalie kneel before her and let her become a person above all others.

He could do it as long as Rosalie would stay with him.

Perhaps only in that way would Jonathan feel less uncomfortable.

Rosalie murmured, “Okay, but… I’m always your Rosie. Jon, don’t be afraid. I will… protect you…,will protect you…”

Her eyelids gradually drooped as she spoke, and her voice became lower. In the end, her head tilted, and she fell asleep.

Jonathan gently helped her lie down, covered her with the thin quilt, and raised his hand to stroke her messy hair.

“If you really want to protect me, just stay by my side. In this way! I won’t feel pain,” murmured Jonathan in a low voice. The palm of his left hand was slowly placed on his chest where his heart was.

Jonathan once thought that as long as he did not love Rosalie, his emotions would not be controlled by her anymore. His destiny could also be controlled by himself.

However, it turned out he could not stand it even when Rosalie left.

He wanted to keep her by his side and always see her.

love her but wanted to see her.

drunken state, Callum directly dismissed the idea of sending her home.

soup. Then, I’ll send her back when she’s awake. Besides, the vest

that, Callum glanced at the vest with resentment. He had never seen Lillian hold onto his clothes like a

pretty eager to grasp another man’s

mansion and brought Lillian

hangover remedy soup,” ordered Callum to the

answered the housekeeper. Before leaving, she looked curiously at Lillian, who

her hands.

mused, “Mr. White doesn’t look right. Did Ms. Quinn do

for more than a year. During that period, Callum, in her eyes, usually masked his emotions well, and others could not

have shattered whenever he dealt

his emotions at a

the couch and said, “I’ll drive you home after you have

muttered, “I don’t want to go home. I want to keep watching the show. Y-You send me back.

words. “Handsome men? Lillian Quinn, I haven’t even settled the scores with you. You said you had to work but

a little. Although she was drunk, she still knew that it

I-I didn’t tell you I was going to the bar!” murmured Lillian as if she

think?” Callum snorted angrily. If it were not for the picture she posted on Instagram, Callum would not

Lillian whined.

see her holding a

Lillian immediately shook her

“Snatched

he laughed out of anger. “Why

a souvenir… of course. You don’t even know how handsome they

danger. Callum approached her and placed his hands on the couch beside

She almost