The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 970

If Madeline had asked Jonathan to stab himself back then, he would probably have acted without hesitation.

Carlos walked out of the ward, leaving only Rosalie and Jonathan.

Although the doctor had advised Rosalie to stay in bed and rest as much as possible, at this moment, she got up from her bed and walked step by step to his bed. She sat on the chair by his bedside and quietly

watched him.

He was still alive, covered in wounds. This was all for her.

Despite his condition, all that mattered to her was that he was alive and well.

Rosalie raised her hand and gently stroked Jonathan’s hand that hung by his side.

His hand was also wrapped with gauze. He had tightly held her hand before, and if he had let go, he could have been safe. However, in the end, he gave up the lifeline and held her hand with both hands.

At that moment, he gave up his life to be with her.

Rosalie held Jonathan’s hand gently but suddenly felt his fingers move slightly. She turned her head abruptly and saw Jonathan’s eyelashes quivering. Then, his deep eyes slowly opened.

“Jon…” Rosalie could not help but call out. Even though she did not make a sound at this time, it was still painful for her. However, she could not help calling his name.

he accidentally touched his wound, causing him to furrow his brows. Rosalie hurriedly raised her hands and pressed Jonathan’s shoulder, urging him to lie down with gestures. Jonathan lay down obediently, then looked at Rosalie and said, “Why aren’t you lying down? You just had surgery as

him that her surgery was minor. After all, the injuries to her neck caused by Madeline were external, not affecting her airway. However, the wounds were relatively deep, so the stitching process was slightly

the doctor with questions before he left the ward, she discovered Jonathan’s broken rib had almost punctured his internal

doctor’s

the lines of words she typed and then fixed his eyes on her

Don’t raise your hand like that!] Rosalie hurriedly typed to remind him, but his hand

with the warmth on

cold. Is it because of the drip?” Rosalie wondered. Just then, she heard his voice. “I’m

because you didn’t love me.” Rosalie’s eyes suddenly widened. Instantly, she thought of what he said during the explosion in the

mean

disbelief flashed in her eyes. She was afraid she might be overthinking, afraid it might

to save my life, but back then, I couldn’t hold onto your hand and could not save you. This time, I will hold onto your hand,

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daze, her eyes welling up with tears. She thought, “Has he regained his memories? He remembers me falling off

it against his

and you can’t let go of mine… You

typed on

them?” Jonathan asked. “But Rosie, did you know… Back then, you asked me to live well,