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.

eyes, straight

heart racing,

look at him anymore!”

strength to close the curtains and

Rosalie closed her eyes, trying to

in a daze, she seemed to hear the sound of raindrops.

Did I fall asleep just now?”

the time. It

got out of bed, and walked to the window. Once again,

to herself why she did this. Why did she want to see if Jonathan was still outside? It was so late, so he should have returned to his

his tall figure still

to realize that

same as when she had closed the curtains earlier. He was still standing there, tilting his chin up, looking in her

inexplicable feeling. The next moment, she hurriedly rushed

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

covered her head and part of her body, her arms and front were

rain felt

reached Jonathan, who was still standing there. She was panting slightly as she said, “What are you doing here? It’s raining. You should go back

“Why did you come out?” Jonathan’s cold voice echoed on the rainy night.

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

she said, trying to pull him

remained unmoving. “Why did you come out?”

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

are you concerned about me getting wet?” he

already

heard around them was