The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 955

Despite her predicament, Rosalie’s grip on Jonathan’s wrist remained resolute. It was as if she feared that releasing him would mean he would vanish into the manor, never to be seen by her again.

Jonathan lowered his gaze. His eyes first fell upon her deformed hand that clung desperately to his wrist. His gaze then shifted to her reddened, choking face, and emotions flickered momentarily in his dark eyes.

“You don’t need to clutch me like this. Since I’ve chosen to meet you, it implies I’m willing to hear you out,” Jonathan said, his tone frosty and distant.

Rosalie’s choking fit finally subsided. She glanced up at Jonathan, and tears were welling up in her eyes due to the ordeal. “Shall we go inside and talk?”

However, her grip on his wrist remained unyielding.

He pursed his lips, averting his gaze, and headed back inside. She promptly followed him.

The security guard at the entrance let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the two individuals walk away. “They finally left!” he thought.

He mused inwardly, “But Mr. Youngblood’s demeanor toward Mrs. Youngblood just now was exceptionally chilly! What on earth transpired between them?” The security guard couldn’t help but speculate.

Rosalie trailed behind Jonathan, walking all the way to the pond within the manor. In the morning sunshine, the lotus blooms in the pond appeared even more graceful and elegant.

Upon reaching that spot, Rosalie’s face blanched.

She remembered that that was the very place where she had once knelt before him, desperately imploring him to let her go.

that moment onward, they became strangers until the day she sought him

here?” Rosalie wondered, and a sudden sense of unease gripped her heart.

do you intend to do now?” he said while staring at her coldly.

her lip hard with her teeth and murmured, “I-I came

in the pond rather than Rosalie

words cut through her like a myriad of sharp needles, sending waves of pain surging through her entire being.

that moment, he didn’t spare her a glance, making her feel as insignificant as air and as if she

her side, clenched into tight

Rosalie took a deep breath and abruptly strode toward Jonathan. Placing both of her hands on either side of his cheeks, she compelled his face between

do to earn your forgiveness. But don’t push me away and ignore me like this! We’re husband and

flickered, and his gaze grew even darker. “Is that what you

uttered “yes” at that moment, he might indeed proceed with the divorce.

hate me or fall in love with someone else…

it because of the children?”

in his eyes cut deep into her heart. “It’s not because of the

The sarcasm in his eyes intensified. “Yes, you love me. Maybe you do love me, but it’s far too trivial. Trivial enough that your mentor’s wife holds more significance. The same goes for the trust you place in Calvin! You can betray me for that woman, even conceal the truth from me, and seek

assistance from Calvin’s associates was a choice I made after exploring every other avenue. If there had been others I could turn to for help at that time, I would have done so!” Rosalie explained earnestly. “I acknowledge the hurt I caused you regarding Mrs. Smuckler. My mind failed to conjure a better solution, so I resorted to such a foolish method. Just as you said, I believed you’d forgive me because I’m counting on your

refuse to forgive you?” Jonathan said

I’d give my life for you. When you were behind the wheel and chose to send that woman back to Lofbury despite