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

phone and typed to Jonathan, telling 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

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

and the doctor’s advice

the lines of words she typed and then fixed his eyes on her face. He raised his

IV drip. Don’t raise your hand like that!] Rosalie hurriedly typed to remind him, but his hand still touched her face.

contrasted with the

cold. Is it because of the drip?” Rosalie wondered. Just then, she

“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

mean

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

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

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her eyes welling up with tears. She

placing it against

on, I won’t let go of your hand, and you can’t let go of mine… You know

children, they…] Rosalie typed on the phone

you asked me to live well, but for me, it was the cruelest thing in the world. If it weren’t for hypnosis, I might have gone completely