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.

defined eyebrows, deep, beautiful eyes, straight nose, and slightly pursed lips. He looked like a sculpture, motionless,

heart racing, making her

look at

repeated this in her mind and then used all her strength to close the curtains and lay back down

closed her eyes, trying

tell how much time had passed, but in a daze, she seemed to hear the sound of raindrops.

Did I fall asleep just now?”

It was past three o’clock in the morning.

she lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and walked to the window. Once again, she opened the curtains

want to see if Jonathan was still outside? It was so late, so he should

she looked outside, she saw his tall figure still standing

startled to realize that he

the curtains earlier. He was still standing

an inexplicable feeling. The next moment, she hurriedly rushed out

she did not know where to find an umbrella in a rush, Rosalie could only grab a quilt and put it over her head to shield herself from the rain

though the quilt covered her head and part of her body, her arms and front were still being drenched by the rain.

rain felt icy

there. She was panting slightly as she said,

standing in the same spot. “Why did you come out?” Jonathan’s cold voice echoed on

covered in raindrops. His dark, profound eyes

she said, trying to pull him

remained unmoving. “Why did you come out?” he asked stubbornly.

“If I don’t come out, are you just going to stand here in

you concerned about me

and he was already completely

them