The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 552

Originally, she thought it was just a love story of a woman forgetting her old love and falling in love with another man. It was a story full of betrayal and romance.

Nevertheless, after hearing the end of this story, she felt something entirely different.

She thought, “The woman had fallen in love but also killed the one she loved. Was it because she couldn’t accept this love? Couldn’t accept that she had changed her heart and even loved a man who imprisoned her? What happened to this woman later, after leaving this manor? Did she live with the one she originally loved? Or did she live alone?”

Somehow, she wanted to know what would happen next.

Strangely enough, she was well past the age of curiosity, but now, she was curious about the woman mentioned by Jonathan.

She wondered if it was because she was also locked up in this manor.

Rosalie got out of bed and went to the window, drawing the curtains apart.

From her window, she could see the pond in the courtyard filled with lotus flowers. Even in the night, they looked exceptionally beautiful.

To her surprise, a figure was standing by the pond, seemingly gazing at the blooming lotus flowers.

The clear moonlight cast an aura of tranquility over Jonathan as if everything had fallen silent.

Rosalie checked the time. It was past one o’clock in the morning. She wondered why he was standing there.

She should have closed the curtains and stopped looking at him, but she just kept staring at him in a daze.

Suddenly as if sensing her gaze, he slowly turned his body and gazed at her.

In an instant, their eyes met.

In the moonlight, she could clearly see his face. The silvery moonlight softened his delicate features, making him appear less cold and sharp than during the day. He looked more serene.

fell over his full forehead, framing his handsome face with its defined eyebrows, deep, beautiful eyes,

racing, making

Don’t look at him anymore!”

in her mind and then used all her strength to close

closed her eyes, trying to fall

had passed, but in a daze, she

“Is it raining outside? Did I fall asleep just now?”

It was past three o’clock in the morning.

bed, and walked to the window. Once again, she opened the curtains and looked

was still outside? It was so late, so he should have returned to his room and slept by now.

his tall figure still

to realize that he was still there!

curtains earlier. He was still standing there, tilting his chin up,

The next moment, she hurriedly rushed out

a rush, Rosalie could only grab a quilt and put it over her head to shield herself from

part of her body, her arms and front were still

rain felt icy cold.

panting slightly as she said,

“Why did you come out?” Jonathan’s cold voice

hair was wet, and his face was covered in raindrops. His dark, profound eyes stared

inside first,” she said,

unmoving. “Why did you come

was at a loss and could only say, “If I don’t come out, are you just going to stand here

me getting

The rain grew heavier, and he was already completely soaked. If this continued,

could be heard around them was the