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.

lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips.

to happen! How could she do that?” he screamed in his

away, but he held her hands at both sides of her body with his hands.

because of the kiss. When it ended, he slightly loosened his grip on her wrist. She suddenly

Whack!

slap rang in the small

tilted to one side due to the force,

in her palm.

his face. With confusion in his beautiful eyes, he turned his gaze on her- face again. He then held the hand she had used to slap him across the face.

was trembling

I won’t be surprised if he wants to

all, few would dare to hit someone of his stature!

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

she expected

and saw Jonathan holding her hand. He focused his stare on it and asked

overcome by a complex emotion that even she couldn’t explain, A feeling of bitterness

her heart.

into thinking that he cherished her very much. But in reality,

love me! Don’t ask if my hand hurts or not

glared at him and forcefully pulled her hand away from

scarlet and paleness. A few strands

Next, he was overtaken by a nauseous feeling. With a hand over his mouth, he stumbled out of bed and walked toward

heard the sounds of vomiting

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

looked at her right hand. She still felt the lingering pain of slapping someone in

but smile bitterly. “It looks like hitting someone hurts not only