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.

was covered with numerous photos of her.

how…”

stuck to this wall.” He finished off her sentence

becoming unusually parched under his attention while his fingers gently stroked

body seemed locked in place under his gaze, and couldn’t

because I can’t sleep. Without looking at these photos,

end.”

agape and felt her emotions being stirred into turmoil. “Does this mean that he’s having insomnia? Is staring at my photos

horrible it feels to be unable to sleep?” He murmured, “I can’t fall asleep no matter how desperately I want to. The thoughts in my mind cause so much disturbance

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

Rosalie discovered the imperceptible dark circles under

side…” He bent down and rested

seemed to have found a

she doesn’t love me, she’s still with

felt a burden on one side of her shoulders with part of his body weight pressed

a deadbeat individual seeking sanctuary. It didn’t matter to him

the only one in the world he could

the only one he relied on. It was but a false impression she formed after witnessing his body’s weariness.

some rest. I’ll go back

she’d barely taken a step when she felt herself pushed down on

tried to push him away in

won’t do anything to you, just… allow me to hold you like this,” he uttered in a low voice and buried his face in

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

by taut wire. While she feared Jonathan would do something against her will, he was true to his word