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.

tried to sit up. Since it had only been a while after he was operated on, 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

neck caused by Madeline were external, not affecting her airway. However, the wounds were relatively deep, so the stitching process was slightly challenging.

his injuries were much more severe. After bombarding the doctor with questions before he left the ward, she discovered Jonathan’s

and the doctor’s advice

and then fixed his eyes on her face. He raised his

still attached to an IV drip. Don’t raise your hand like that!] Rosalie

hand contrasted with the

because of the drip?” Rosalie wondered. Just then,

one apologizing. “Sorry, I was wrong.” Jonathan murmured, “Rosie, it’s my fault. I misunderstood you. What I believed to be true was actually false. You… You never wanted to leave me because you didn’t love me.” Rosalie’s eyes suddenly widened. Instantly, she thought of what he said during the explosion in the building when her hand was about to slip from his fingers. “Rosalie, how could

thought, “What does he mean by,’again?’ Does he remember…”

disbelief flashed in her eyes. She was afraid she might be overthinking, afraid it might not be as

life, but back then, I couldn’t hold onto your hand and could not

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daze, her eyes welling up with tears. She thought, “Has he regained

struggled to take Rosalie’s hand, placing it against his

affection. “Rosie… From now on, I won’t let go of your hand, and you can’t let go of

they…] Rosalie typed on the phone with her other hand.

me to live and raise them?” Jonathan asked. “But Rosie, did you know… Back then, you asked me to live well, but for me, it was the cruelest thing in the world. If it