The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 631

“Why are you crying?” Jonathan frowned and approached Rosalie.

Rosalie sniffed. “Just now… Lillian’s parents called me and said that Lillian had been transferred to another hospital. Thanks for everything.” She thanked the man sincerely.

Then came Jonathan’s placid reply. “Since it’s my promise to you, I’ll naturally fulfill it. There’s no need for thanks. After all, you’re going to marry me because of Lillian, isn’t it?”

As he spoke, he took a bath towel and dried his wet hair.

Rosalie took a deep breath and stepped forward on her own volition. “Let me… help you with this.” In the past, whenever he washed his hair, he had always liked to have her dry it for him.

Jonathan’s body stiffened slightly as he looked up at her. His dark eyes appeared a little deep behind the wet bangs in front of his forehead. “Are you trying to please me?”

Rosalie said, “Just take it as that. Even if Lillian was the reason for our marriage, I don’t wish for our marriage to change for the worse. Besides, if you’re not going to divorce me, it means that we’d be sticking together for a lifetime, right? You don’t want our marriage to stay cold all our life, do you?” The guy kept silent. After a short while, he handed her the towel in his hands.

“Bend down a bit,” ordered Rosalie. Given his towering figure, she could not reach his head to dry his hair if he did not bend over.

He stared at her with his black eyes and then slowly bent down until their lines of sight were on the same level.

All of a sudden, their faces closed into one another as they looked each other in the eye. Rosalie could vividly see her own reflection in those dark pupils of his.

Just like that, Jonathan stared straight at the lady as if he could not bear to miss the slightest change of expression on her face. With a proximity that close, he seemed to be able to see her through, so to speak. All Rosalie felt next was her cheek slightly hot. Almost subconsciously, she covered the man’s head with the towel, covering his gaze altogether.

bit. At that moment, it was as though her imagination had brought her back in time to relive the past.

the three children. Every one of them is a life. If any of them dies in my tummy like this, or rather… if at the end of the day, that

that she might even regret for life that

advises a birth reduction in tomorrow’s risk assessment report, I’ll push you onto the operating table

for he could not bear having the possibility of losing her,

right to force me to accept a birth reduction,

wager. “I may agree to the idea of giving birth to the other twins safely if there’s no risk in reducing the number of births. But the thing is, the other twins must also be put at a much higher risk compared to the usual fetal reduction surgeries. I dare not

months!” Rosalie glared at Jonathan without averting her eyes. “As long as I can hold on and make it to

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a cesarean section by then, it’ll still be possible for the

if the baby was born prematurely, it would inevitably receive the best care, and the chance of its survival would be greatly improved.

about how your body would be?” Jonathan raised his voice unwittingly. “Since we’re all taking risks, I want to take the risk

sound while letting them take the risk on

heard the word “mommy,” his

his own mother had left him out in

of him, however, was willing to take huge risks for the sake of her own

would surely be a dutiful

infertile for life. I feared that I’d be the only one left in this world eventually without a family! But now, I finally have three more kids, three more family members of my own flesh and blood. I really… can’t let any of them go. I know there’ll be risks, but I want to