The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 

What Rosalie said was, “If you keep hitting, he might die.” 

“So what?” Jonathan lowered his head to look frigidly at Rosalie, who was struggling to get up from the ground. 

Rosalie froze. It was only at this moment that she had a good look at this man. 

He had an attractive face with a straight nose and thin but well-shaped lips. His facial features could be said to be exceedingly exquisite, but at this moment, there was no expression on his countenance, 

Those eyes beneath his bangs were now lifeless as if human lives meant nothing to him. It seemed as though he didn’t care about other people’s lives or his own. 

Rosalie took a deep breath before saying, “It’s not worth getting in trouble over someone like him.” 

Jonathan stared at her silently and then released his grip moments later. At once, Timothy felt like he was saved. Disregarding the blood on his face, he quickly got in the car with the woman and fled away. 

In the vehicle, Timothy gritted out, “Just wait and see. I’ll find someone to teach that fellow a lesson!” 

The quiet woman’s pupils suddenly constricted as she finally recalled why that man had seemed a little familiar to her. 

In the past, when she attended a banquet, she had once caught a glimpse of that man from afar. 

“It’s Jonathan Youngblood. That man earlier is Jonathan Youngblood!” 

“Jonathan Youngblood? As in the richest man in Strico? How is that possible?” Timothy’s expression looked as if he had seen. a ghost. 

“But… he really looks exactly like Jonathan,” answered the woman timidly. 

The duo exchanged helpless glances with faces as white as a sheet. 

Meanwhile, Rosalie looked at the man in front of her and whispered. “Thank you… for just now.” 

The man said nothing and merely walked to the other side to sit down with his back against the wall. 

“Is he… not going home? The weather is so cold now, and the temperature at night will drop to 14 degrees Fahrenheit. If he stays here all night, who knows if he’ll still be alive tomorrow morning”” she mused. 

At the thought that he had saved her earlier, Rosalie walked toward him. 

numbers? I can help you call them to pick you up,” Rosalie offered, standing in front of

looked at her with those lifeless eyes once more.

Rosalie felt

she felt like she was seeing how she looked after she was sentenced

bleak for her. Even if she lived, she’d simply

nowhere to go, then come with me.” Those words slipped out of her mouth just like

Rosalie’s mind that she’d dare to take an

saved me, or maybe… he has somehow made me see the former me,” she reflected.

Chapter 2 

help you lay out a mat on the floor to sleep on later,” Rosalie said.

not responding, Rosalie took out a

don’t have any suitable clothes here for you. So,

later.” 

to lay out a mat and then

being only around 108 square feet in size. It was a small suite with

man came out, he was still wearing his own clothes, but

still a little dripping wet, Rosalie picked up a towel

fixed his gaze

want to help you dry your hair. I don’t mean anything else. If you

cold.” 

he asked a

cold voice sounded rather pleasant.

1 brought you back,

fluttered slightly, and

his hair with the towel and started drying

a long silence did

knowing that this must be his

do you live? And

have a

in this world? That’s why he ended up on the

orphan. The only difference between them was that she had rented a place to call

are quite similar, she smiled bitterly and continued to dry his hair.

almost dried, she then put down the towel and

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