The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chatper 777

Chapter 777

He was the one talking!

“I want you, Jon!” Jonathan paused a second, wondering whose voice was replying in his mind, before realizing it was Rosalie’s.

Jonathan stared at Rosalie and stroked his temple with one hand. His head started to ache as if it was being pierced by a sharp needle.

“Rosie, if you want me, then you can’t leave me. Not now, not ever!” The voices appeared again.

“Okay, Jon. I won’t leave you!”

“Rosie… Rosie…”

Jonathan kept calling Rosalie’s name as if it was the most important thing for him.

His head throbbed with pain, a jumble of fragmented memories and

conversations racing through his mind too quickly to grasp.

“What are these voices and conversations? Is this between her and me?” he wondered.

“Mr. Youngblood, are you experiencing a headache again?” Gary noticed Jonathan’s unusual behavior and rushed over.

Jonathan took a deep breath but let out a groan in the process. This headache was more intense than any he had had before.

Rosalie, who held Guillermo in her arms, hurried to Jonathan, her voice laced with concern. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

ashen, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead. He furrowed his brow and pressed one hand against his

Youngblood seems to be experiencing a severe headache. I’ll call Dr. Hale to come over,” the butler said, quickly making his way

with concern etched across her face. She retrieved a tissue to wipe the sweat from his brow, but as her hand approached, he suddenly

through clenched teeth,

flinch. “Are you hurting right now? Please don’t talk. The more you talk, the more it’ll hurt. Just

yet firm, a comforting

a fractured memory flashed through Jonathan’s

Jon? Wait for me.

back…” The same voice from the past resurfaced,

Jonathan gazed at Rosalie as he recalled the days of their

modest rental home, and Rosalie was watching Jonathan with concern before

the past

a fragment of a memory emerged in Jonathan’s mind. It was the moment Rosalie returned. She had

came back and

Jonathan moaned, the name slipping past his lips.

Jonathan were taken aback by the

that. Even in their earlier, more intimate

him, she wasn’t just the woman he loved.

had said that addressing her as Rosie

and gently touched the damp hair on his forehead. She leaned in, resting her forehead against his. “Jon, I’m here. Just lie down for a while until the

headache was nothing compared to the

I address her as Rosie just now?” The name was so familiar as if it had

to ask, his words catching in his throat.

speak. I’ll answer any questions you have when you’re feeling better,” Rosalie

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