The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 459

Chapter 459

As she spoke, she tried to pull her hand back forcefully.

However, he held it firmly. “Call me Jon,” he said.

“Isn’t that inappropriate, Mr. Youngblood? We…”

“Call me Jon,” he insisted. “Or do you want to waste more time here with me?”

Rosalie bit her lower lip and glanced around! Many people were how looking in their direction. If they continued like that, there might be a video of them together on the Internet soon.

“Jo… Jon,” she said reluctantly.

Instantly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. In his beautiful gaze, hostility and danger were replaced by a gentle smile.

Rosalie watched as Jonathan walked confidently into her rental home, considering whether she should move to a different place.

On second thought, even if she moved, she realized he could still enter her house anytime.

“What exactly do you want?” Rosalie glared at Jonathan.

“Are you going to make dinner?” He looked at the vegetables she had bought earlier from the market.

“Yes,” she answered.

“Then make enough for two. I’ll eat too,” he said.

She paused for a second before replying, “I only bought enough for one serving. You can go to the restaurant or make a takeout order if you are hungry.”

want to eat what you cook,” he said. “If we don’t have enough ingredients, just tell me what

to do

difference would be

deeply and said, “All right, I understand. I’ll cook dinner. It will take about

around and started preparing

washed and chopped the vegetables skillfully and began to

silently watched

her like that gave him a feeling

alone in the empty Youngblood residence, her image filled his mind. Every night, he would sleep in her old bedroom,

as if he was holding her

lingering scent on those items made him feel like he could survive a little

saw her at that moment that he

rushed to it as if he had found an oasis in the desert, thirsty for

finished preparing the food and came out of the kitchen. She placed it on the small dining

few bites, he

“Don’t call me

Strico. You can have anything you want in this city, even the

to never

became colder. “Is that what you want? You don’t want to see me again?” Even his voice sounded

she replied, meeting his gaze with

him again could she truly forget

darkened, and the

suddenly smiled and said, “But I really

hesitated, unable to continue after hearing his

so tense,” he said. “I remember you used to enjoy having meals with me, Rosie. Even if I came home late, you insisted on waiting

his head down again,

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