The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 560

“I will care for her for the rest of my life!” Jonathan thought determinedly.

Meanwhile, Levi was sent back to the Sabatini family. Calvin rushed to the Sabatini family as soon as he got the news.

“Mr. Sabatini, where were you taken today?” Calvin’s face was filled with anxiety.

Levi looked at Calvin and couldn’t help but sigh, thinking, “This is the first time I’ve seen this boy so him for so many years. And the reason for his apprehension must be…”

He questioned out loud, “You’re anxious about Rosalie, aren’t you?”

Calvin’s pupils contracted abruptly. “So you really went to treat her hand today?” he asked.

after knowing

“Yes. This is the first time I was ever brought somewhere while being blindfolded.” Levi stated. “There is a man who stayed with the young lady. I think his surname is Youngblood. Is he Jonathan?”

Calvin pursed his thin lips. “Yes, it’s Jonathan.”

“Looks like you’ve found yourself a rival,” Levi remarked, contemplating the situation. “Calvin’s head over heels for Rosalie. No matter who captures her heart, it’s going to be a tough battle for him,” he thought.

Calvin asked, “Do you know where you were taken?”

“I was kept in the dark throughout the journey. The car must have traveled for about 20 minutes, and I was brought to a manor with a touch of history. The interior exuded a serene and traditional style, and the structures seemed far from new. The entire manor seemed quite spacious, but I only caught a glimpse of one corner,” Levi recalled.

Calvin’s brows furrowed as he heard about the aged manor. “Mr. Sabatini was snatched from the clinic. There are many potential places that are just a 20-minute drive away. Plus, the captors might have deliberately taken a detour to avoid being caught,” he pondered.

was Rosie when you saw her?” Calvin inquired after a brief pause, his voice

her. Are you seriously going to compete

will,” Calvin responded

in his departure. These clues might hold the key to

dead of night, she had the same haunting nightmares of her prison days. Her body felt as if it were being relentlessly kicked, each

it seemed to make no difference. The duration of this pain was uncertain, leaving her to wonder, “Am I going to die in jail? And who will be sad for me

a familiar voice echoed, calling out to her. “What’s wrong, Rosie?”

it? It sounds so familiar!

Who is it?

throes of her subconscious torment, sought desperately for the source

snapped awake, her body jolting upright from the bed.

haunting dreams

velvety voice suddenly sounded in her ear. “What did

head up, and there was Jonathan, his face coming into view.

Why are you in

her forehead. “You sweated more tonight than when you were

shock and disbelief evident in her eyes. “He… knew?”

off a moment ago, I caught bits of what you said,” he shared. He had guessed what

feeling more remorseful while he

when he was feverish, and she had overheard him

a recurring nightmare, but it’s much better now,” she casually

abruptly questioned, “Did you start

had been able to sleep in darkness in the Youngblood residence back then,

glow, sleep