The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 504

“You… Are you abandoning me?” His thin lips moved slowly, and it seemed that he needed a lot of effort to say those words.

“Abandon?” Incredulous, Rosalie repeated that word in her mind; and she suddenly wanted to laugh.

She continued thinking, “For the type of man he is, how can I afford to have such a man at my side?”

“You’re really drunk. Let me get up. It’s late now…”

Before she could finish her words, he suddenly lowered his face even more, and the tip of his nose was about to touch the tip of her nose. “Drunk…” He seemed to cry and laugh simultaneously. “Rosie, I’m not drunk. I’m very conscious…”

His breath and aura surrounded her body. He said repeatedly that he wasn’t drunk. However, if he was actually not intoxicated, he wouldn’t have said those words.

“Don’t abandon me, okay?” He murmured. His voice was very hoarse, and his dark eyes, now full of pain, implored with her.

It was as if her promise was crucial to him.

Rosalie knew that he was drunk now and possibly wouldn’t remember what he had said tomorrow morning. But she still couldn’t help saying, “Jonathan, why are you asking me this when it means nothing? You said I’m abandoning you, but it is you who doesn’t want me at the very beginning!”

A hint of desperation crept across his face.

Her voice continued. “In the past, I said I wanted you because I took you as my family and loved you. But I don’t love you now. Naturally, I won’t want you.”

“Yes, neither I love nor want him!” she emphasized internally. Not only was she telling him that, but she also wanted to say it to herself.

His eyes gradually turned scarlet. Her words were constantly stimulating his eardrums and making him feel immense pain.

“She doesn’t love me, so she doesn’t want me either…” he murmured inwardly.

An infinite panic permeated his body. It seemed like he couldn’t keep the woman pinned under his body at his side, even when he tried his best.

suddenly lowered his head and kissed her hard on

don’t want it to happen! How could

the kiss. She raised her hand and tried to push him away, but he held her hands at both sides of her body

ended, he slightly loosened his grip on her wrist. She suddenly raised

Whack!

crisp sound of a slap rang in the small

to one side due to the force, and an angry

the burning pain in her palm. It was obvious how hard

his beautiful eyes, he turned his gaze on her- face again. He then held

body was trembling

won’t be surprised if he wants to break

few would dare to hit someone of his

be afraid of!’ she closed her eyes

severe. Some torture she endured was so horrible that she wished she had a knife to end her

pain she expected

holding her hand. He focused his stare on it and asked softly, “Does it hurt?”

overcome by a complex emotion that even

her heart.

very much. But

Don’t ask if my hand hurts or not for

and forcefully pulled her

long hair was messy, and her complexion was a strange mix of scarlet and paleness. A few strands of hair stuck

wavered. Next, he was overtaken by a nauseous feeling. With a hand over his

sounds of vomiting

thought, “It seems like he drank too much to the point of vomiting. Anyway, it’s good for

at her right hand. She still

“It looks like hitting someone hurts not only