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

don’t want it to happen! How could she do

away, but

breath because of the kiss. When it ended, he slightly loosened his

Whack!

slap rang in the small rental home.

due to the force, and an angry

gasping for air. She felt the burning pain in her

while before turning 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

was

I won’t be surprised if

would dare to hit someone of his

closed her eyes and said to

endured was so horrible that she wished

the pain she expected

saw Jonathan holding her hand. He focused his stare on

emotion that even she couldn’t explain, A feeling of bitterness crept

her heart.

very much. But in reality, he could abandon her without hesitation!

ask if my hand hurts or not for slapping you. Your actions disgust

pulled her hand away

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

a nauseous feeling. With a hand

heard the sounds of vomiting coming from the bathroom.

point of vomiting. Anyway,

her right hand. She still felt the lingering

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