The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chatper 803

Chapter 803

“Okay,” Jonathan replied and wrapped his arms around Rosalie. Before he left, he sneaked a peek at Callum.

At that instant, Callum’s visage was inundated with endless sorrow, even brimming with incomparable despair.

It seemed that even if he was alive, he was nothing more than an empty shell.

Jonathan’s heart skipped a beat, and his footsteps also came to an abrupt halt. Pieces after pieces of images flashed across his mind, but they all flickered way too fast that he could not even tell what those scenes were. “What’s the matter? Jon?” Rosalie turned and regarded Jonathan who stopped with befuddlement.

“It’s nothing.” The man’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he lifted his footsteps once more and left the banquet alongside the lady.

After hopping into the car, Jonathan leaned his back against the seat, heaving a breath while shutting his eyes.

“Are you tired?” A gentle female voice sounded near his ear.

“Kind of.”

“Have a shut-eye, then. It’ll take more than half an hour to reach the Youngblood residence from here, anyway,” stated Rosalie.

Jonathan tried hard to relax himself, but somehow, his heart appeared to be racing even quicker. The despair on Callum’s countenance he glimpsed a while ago kept running through his head.

It felt like he himself had also been that desperate once upon a time.

That said, never could he recall when he was last enveloped by such desperation.

time around, he had a vivid view that he himself was

it was as though he had no

to blame! I’m the one who deserves death!”

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To call him miserable would

words. He wondered if that picture in his head was from

that I became that desolate?” was his

began swelling in

Jonathan, and all of

groan after another came intermittently from

might, he struggled to break free from the shackles of overwhelming

a voice chimed in his ears.

are you okay? Are you feeling unwell? Can you hear me? Open your eyes!”

voice kept bombarding him, seemingly pulling

fingers rubbing his forehead to ease

opened his eyes. That delicate, sweet face of the

headache again? Should we go to the hospital? Or should I ask Gary to contact Dr. Hale and let Dr. Hale make a trip to the Youngblood residence as

was fixated on the

loved the lady back then, to the extent that he would feel that

watching from the sidelines, the last episode he felt, though,

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