The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Only then did Jonathan realize he was still wearing the same attire as he had dinner with his grandfather the night before.

If it were Jon, he naturally couldn’t afford to wear those things.

But after experiencing what had happened the night before, he did not want to hide his identity anymore. After all, he would tell her about his true identity sooner or later. It was just that he did it a little earlier now.

Also, it would be easier for him to protect her after she knew his identity.

He flashed her a smile and said, “Even if I dress differently. I’m still Jon. Isn’t it?”

No matter how stu pid Rosalie was, she could feel something wrong at such a time. She found that some things were different from what she had imagined.

“You are not a vagrant, are you?”

“No, I’m not,” he admitted.

“Why do you pretend to be a vagrant then?” A feeling of being deceived spontaneously surged within Rosalie’s heart. She widened her eyes at Jonathan while tightly grabbing the blanket on her body. Her fingers were trembling slightly.

It turned out that the naive and helpless man she thought did not exist, and it was only her wishful thinking the entire time.

Everything Lillian had said was true. She claimed Rosalie knew nothing about Jon, yet she had taken him home rashly.

Rosalie could not understand why Jon lived with her in that tiny rental home if he was not a vagrant and wondered what such days of living together meant to him.

to be one. It was you who thought so, and I

and did not

then? You have a

to live together with you, and… He raised his hand as he spoke and gently stroked her messy hair. “It was

lips, and

one who had been taking the initiative

leave. However, she lost her balance once her feet touched the

as if they had

drug effect in your body hasn’t been expelled from your body completely.

happened the day before. Iler uncles had drugged

into Chris’s room,

trembled, and

arms. At that moment,

others couldn’t help but want to protect her at

and heartless, and he did not expect himself would have the urge to protect her. “It’s okay. The thing you were

was really him. He saved me!” Rosalie

in a daze. At the thought of the man having not gone to town with

who called me and asked

the man had traveled more than 60 miles to save her in time after receiving her call, Rosalie felt a sense of indescribable shock in

bed and carefully tucked her in. “But your hand was scratched by a mirror shard, Rosie. I guess it will take some time

help you remove it.”

in gauze. There were too many shocking things earlier that she had not felt the dull pain in

could you remember about the incident

telling Jonathan what had happened during the New Year’s Eve dinner the night before.

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