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.

after a brief pause, his voice

to compete with Jonathan for her?”

I will,” Calvin

wasted no time in his departure. These clues might hold the key to finding Rosalie.

in the dead of night, she had the same haunting nightmares of her prison days.

of this pain was uncertain, leaving her to wonder, “Am I going to die in jail? And

voice echoed, calling out to her.

is it? It

Who is it?

in the throes of her subconscious torment, sought desperately for the source

awake, her body jolting upright from the

nightmare? Must I endure these haunting dreams again?” she mused, panting.

voice suddenly sounded in her ear. “What

head up, and there was

she stammered, “It’s so late. Why are you in my room?”

hand with a tissue to gently wipe the sweat on her forehead. “You sweated more tonight than when you were being treated during the day. Did you

disbelief evident

what

fragmented words, and that left him feeling more remorseful while he witnessed her vulnerable and pained expression in slumber.

about the past when he was feverish, and she had overheard him calling out to his parents.

It used to be a recurring nightmare, but it’s much better now,” she casually

he abruptly questioned, “Did you start sleeping with the light on

able to sleep in darkness in the Youngblood residence back then, but after their separation, light became a necessity for her to

the comforting glow, sleep