The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 553

Rosalie finally waited for him in Jonathan’s bedroom.

She had nowhere else to go, even if she wasn’t keen on waiting. After all, she was only permitted to roam within the premises without any way of escape.

In that case, she might as well save herself from the hassle.

Jonathan’s bedroom was about the same size as hers. All his furniture was also antique in the style. The only difference was a heavy curtain covered one side of the room’s wall.

“Don’t tell me there are blood stains left behind on this wall like the Room Where Blood Spills?”

The thought of it caused her hair to stand on end. Rosalie walked closer to the wall and gazed at the curtain as she guessed what might lie behind it. Could the curtain merely serve as a decorative piece?

The bathroom door opened right then, and Jonathan emerged after showering.

There was only a towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his toned torso. His ebony eyes were trained on Rosalie, who.. instantly felt like prey that had fallen into a trap.

He strode toward her step by step while she subconsciously retreated from him. Suddenly, her foot tripped over an object, and she tipped backward.

Rosalie let out a shriek of alarm. Her hand grabbed onto the curtain on the side, pulling it instinctively.

The curtain was drawn open immediately just as an arm simultaneously reached out to break her fall.

Her eyes met Jonathan’s handsome face.

“Thank you…” She steadied herself awkwardly after a moment and looked away to avoid his gaze.

However, she was subsequently stunned by what she saw. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she took in the wall behind the curtain she’d accidentally drawn open.

with numerous photos of her.

how…”

stuck to this wall.” He finished

unusually parched under his attention while his fingers gently stroked her face.

body seemed locked in place under his gaze, and

can’t sleep. Without looking at these photos, I’m afraid I would be

end.”

turmoil. “Does this mean that he’s having insomnia? Is staring at my photos the only way he

no matter how desperately I want to. The thoughts in my mind cause so much disturbance even

her clothes. Since that no longer worked, he switched to gazing at her photos just to get a

when Rosalie discovered the imperceptible dark circles under Jonathan’s

by my side…” He bent down and rested his head on her shoulder to inhale her

to have found a

she doesn’t love me, she’s

side of her shoulders with part of his body

individual seeking sanctuary. It didn’t matter to him that it was

only one in the world he could rest his head on, and he would fall into an abyss if she pushed

Rosalie commented self-mockingly. She couldn’t possibly be the only one he relied on.

back to my room.” Rosalie

felt herself pushed down on the bed in one fell swoop shortly after.

away in panic, but he tightened his hold

uttered in a low voice and buried

the only way he could fill the void in his heart and put him at ease to

as if it were entrapped by taut wire. While she feared Jonathan would do something against her will, he was true to his word and merely held