Chapter 559

Calvin had, after all, been scratched by her before.

“Let go of my hand…” Rosalie’s voice wavered as she spoke to Jonathan while Levi changed the needle. “When the pain hits, I might hurt you.”

“So what?” Jonathan raised his free hand, gently wiping off the sweat on her forehead. “So only Calvin can get hurt on your behalf, but I can’t?”

A sudden tremor ran through Rosalie’s body. Before she could say anything, Levi resumed inserting the needles.

The pain was excruciating. Rosalie gritted her teeth, enduring the pain. Her forehead, wiped clean of sweat moments ago, now bore a fresh layer. Beads of sweat, the size of beans, relentlessly slid down her cheeks.

Jonathan just stared at Rosalie intently without uttering a word. Even with the back of his hands bearing the marks of her scratching, it was as if he felt no pain.

On one could say that at this moment, his entire focus was solely on Rosalie.

Pain etched her face, her struggle evident as she fought to suppress and endure the pain. She clenched her jaw, veins bulging on her forehead and the back of her hand.

At last, when Levi concluded the treatment, Rosalie felt as if her entire being was on the brink of collapsing.

“Done. We’ll proceed with the third treatment one week later,” Levi told Rosalie. “Remember not to expose the wound to water for 24 hours.”

“Thanks…” Rosalie, her face drained of color, let out an exhale and expressed be her gaze settled on her hand entwined with Jonathan’s.

gratitude. It was only at this moment that

hand’s back bore the marks of her scratches, vivid evidence of her outburst. Rosalie could feel a throbbing pain in her fingertips, let alone Jonathan,

were securely entwined and seemed to be glued together. Rosalie attempted to withdraw her fingers, but she found that

hands, his complexion tinged with a hint of paleness, concern,

instructed Carlos, who was waiting

it,” Carlos replied.

Rosalie out of the room, heading toward the living

had my hand treated; I

to carry her to the couch, gently placing her down. “How about I find another way for you? I’ll look for a better doctor to treat your hand so you won’t

his brows, Jonathan pondered, “What does she mean by the

that she had suffered a lot in prison,

as if even breathing was painful

the torment she endured, the regret he felt now was unparalleled. It was

wish I fell in

seemed to

in front of her before she

everything was too

man kissing her fingertips. The warmth from his lips lingered on her skin, and her body

“Jonathan, you…”

he interrupted her with a murmur. Until now, he had never admitted his mistakes to anyone, but here he was before

been indifferent when she

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