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?”

his forehead. He furrowed his brow and pressed one hand against his

a severe headache. I’ll call Dr. Hale to come over,” the butler said,

wipe the sweat from his brow, but as her

through clenched teeth, trembling

sweat,” Rosalie explained calmly. He gripped her wrist tightly, causing pain, but she didn’t flinch. “Are you hurting right now? Please don’t talk. The more you

gentle yet firm,

the ordeal, a fractured memory

Jon? Wait for me. I’ll buy some

voice from the past resurfaced, causing him to drift into a

at Rosalie as

rental home, and Rosalie was watching Jonathan

in the past and also in the

Jonathan’s mind. It was the moment Rosalie returned. She had opened the door and rushed to Jonathan, medicine in hand. “Jon, I bought the

and didn’t

moaned, the name

were taken aback by the

had been a long time since Rosalie heard Jonathan call her that. Even in

woman he loved. She

her as Rosie made him

and gently touched the damp hair on his forehead. She leaned in, resting her forehead against his. “Jon,

if his excruciating headache was nothing compared to the shock

did I address her as Rosie just now?” The name was so familiar as if it had been on the tip of his tongue for years. He seemed to have whispered it countless times.

He began to ask, his words

don’t talk now. You have a headache, and it’s easy to bite your tongue when you speak. I’ll answer any questions you have when you’re feeling better,” Rosalie reassured him. “Let go of my hand first. I’ll give you a massage. It might help you feel

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