The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 469

Chapter 469

Jonathan was naked, with a bath towel around his waist. His hair was wet and some water was dripping from it.

Seeing Rosalie in the room, Jonathan smiled and said, “Here you are.”

“Yeah.” Rosalie looked away uncomfortably.

“What’s wrong? Are you embarrassed?” Jonathan walked up to Rosalie. “Aren’t you going to help me dry my hair? I remember the first time you took me to your rental room, you volunteered to dry my hair after I took a shower.”

“You are too tall. It’s inconvenient for me to dry your hair. You should do it your…”

Before Rosalie could finish her words, Jonathan bent down and said, “Well, how about now?”

Rosalie was startled by the sudden proximity to Jonathan’s face. When Rosalie turned her head, she couldn’t help but meet his eyes.

Jonathan’s eyes seemed to have some kind of magic, which made it hard for Rosalie to look away.

Then Jonathan put a dry towel into Rosalie’s hands and said, “I like you drying my hair.”

Rosalie held the towel stiffly, covered it on Jonathan’s head, and began to wipe his wet hair.

The towel blocked Jonathan’s gaze, which made Rosalie feel less pressured.

In fact, Rosalie also helped Jonathan dry his wet hair many times after she lived in the Youngblood residence.

Despite doing the same thing now, Rosalie was in a completely different mood.

stroked the bangs on his forehead. “It seems that my hair has grown a little bit. Why don’t

I don’t know how. You can get a professional hairdresser,” Rosalie subconsciously

and said, “Aren’t you the one who hates lying most, Rosie? Didn’t you help me trim my hair when

her breath, thinking that Jonathan was going to make her repeat all the things she had done back

too much back in the rental house.

tools here.” She

Rosalie was speechless when he asked the housekeeper to bring a complete set

to use the many tools that were brought to

she could only help him trim his hair with the most basic comb and ruler.

ran through his slightly wet hair and the scissors began to trim it, she suddenly had a

gone back to the old days when she helped him dry his hair, and then he sat in

his hair.

were about to poke Jonathan’s neck, but he managed to catch

to kill me, Rosie?” Jonathan looked at Rosalie in the mirror and

was distracted just now,” said

Jonathan murmured. The scissors had fallen into

cold look on his face. He actually had the urge to give his life

could

intended to give his life to any woman. He thought that only he himself could decide whether to live or die. He thought, “Wasn’t this what I was afraid of when I broke up with her? But why do I

it was sad and painful at the beginning, but all this

was explaining, but when he heard her say “All this has

“Have

about killing me?” He turned

“Yeah,” she replied.

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