The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 484

Rosalie felt her breath hitch. When she first met him, he appeared gentle and meticulous and was unfazed by the fact that she had been in prison in the past. She initially considered him a good person, but reality proved otherwise. He could be heartless, a schemer, a manipulator, a strategist, and a violent person with blood on his hands, but he could never be a good person.

“Tell me. What will you do if I bring Lucas into this?” Jonathan asked, trying to test her limits.

With her beautiful eyes, Rosalie looked right at Jonathan with firm determination in her gaze. “Don’t hurt Lucas. Otherwise, I will never forgive you!”

She was the only one who still could threaten him at the moment.

His expression darkened even more. “It’s merely Lucas, but you react so strongly at the possibility of him getting harmed. Are you still going to deny that you care about him?”

Rosalie contemplated this earnestly and wondered, “Do I care about Lucas? I don’t feel anything special for him. It’s his simplicity and ordinary nature that makes me wish for his safety. The more I experience dark times, the more I believe that his simplicity and ordinary nature are the most valuable qualities one can possess.”

“I just don’t want anyone innocent to be implicated because of me. I don’t want to feel guilty.” Rosalie tried to speak as casually as she could.

Jonathan pondered for a moment and then chuckled. “It seems that to avoid making you feel guilty or even thinking about Lucas constantly, I really can’t do anything to him. However…”

He then drawled out his words slowly. “You care about Lillian, Amelia, and her son. Now, you are even concerned about Lucas. But what about me? Where do I rank in your heart? Will you ever protect me like this?”

“You’re an exceptional and powerful person, Mr. Youngblood. You don’t require my protection,” Rosalie responded.

“What if I want you to protect me?” Jonathan said. “You told me before that you would protect me.”

Rosalie’s eyelashes quivered, and she lowered her gaze slowly. She smiled self-deprecatingly and said, “However, you’ve witnessed it as well. I can’t even protect myself. Otherwise, I won’t be your Rosie again now.”

After she finished speaking, Rosalie felt his body stiffen for a moment. Then, his arms were wrapped around her even more tightly to the point where she almost could not breathe:

Over the next two days, Jonathan didn’t reappear before Rosalie again. Instead, something significant occurred online, capturing everyone’s attention and quickly becoming a trending topic.

was a video about the daughter of the

with a dog while barking like one too. That made it impossible

there was an uproar among the upper-class coterie. Ordinary people even left various

investing significant resources, but their efforts were futile. The video continued to trend at

said that due to that video, what was left of the Xanthos family’s reputation had been

each of their

misfortune. She couldn’t comprehend why she was so unlucky and ended up in that predicament. Her curiosity had led her to experiment with drugs that day, but she had no recollection of the events that followed. All she vaguely

she woke up the next day, that video had

to step

friends.

room, almost everything that could be smashed was destroyed.

as Zachary entered his sister’s room, he saw a mess in the room and a broken mobile phone

and asked anxiously, “Can that trending topic

trending meant that hundreds of thousands more people would

thought of that video, Zendaya felt restless.

shook his

about money? Are you unwilling to pay more to help me get rid of the trending video?” Zendaya

not about money!” Zachary said. “No one dares to remove the video, even if I offer them a

can anyone refuse to accept it?” Zendaya

sighed, and slowly uttered two words.

turned pale, and she felt a little unsteady on her

removed from the trending topics section? Why? Hadn’t he let

video is Jonathan’s doing? Was it because of what I had said that day about Rosalie being in prison, lying on the ground, and eating like a

help but