The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 69

Rosalie watched the nurse’s work in silence throughout. Even when she saw the unsightly wounds on her palm, her expression remained unchanged.

It wasn’t until the nurse rebandaged Rosalie’s right hand, causing a slight twinge of pain, that her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, but she didn’t make a sound or cry out in pain.

“Let me do it. You can go now,” Jonathan said to the nurse.

The nurse then respectfully left the room. Jonathan took the gauze and skillfully wrapped it around Rosalie’s right hand. His movements were gentle and cautious, which almost made her right hand feel no pain at all.

Once the bandaging was done, he put down the gauze and said, “Try not to use your right hand for the next few days and don’t clench your fist tightly like you did just now. How much more blood do you want to lose?”

She looked at the neatly wrapped bandage he had applied. “You seem quite skilled at this.”

A fleeting darkness passed through his eyes. “I learned some basic bandaging when I was a kid.” Back then, his father had searched everywhere for his mother, and sometimes, he would grab anyone who looked remotely like her on the street, leading to his fair share of beatings.

Thus, he had often ended up tending to his father’s wounds, and over time, he became skilled at it.

But after his father’s death, he hadn’t bandaged anyone until now. Rosalie was an exception.

“Don’t grab broken mirror shards like that again from now on. You got lucky this time for not damaging any Otherwise, your hand might have been permanently disabled,” Jonathan warned.

tendons.

Rosalie bit her lip. “But if I hadn’t done that last night, I wouldn’t have been able to stay conscious. I might have passed out, and then…. Who knows what they would have done to me.”

“Does it hurt?” he asked. The scene from last night, with her clutching the shards and blood steadily dripping from her hands when he barged in was still etched in his mind.

never seen a woman exhibit such incredible willpower. Even in a state of semi-consciousness, her determination

bearable,” she replied and lowered her gaze. “Actually, this pain is nothing to me. Jon, do you know? Even if you had lied to me. I’m still grateful to you for saving me yesterday. In the past, when I was in prison, no matter how much I begged or – pleaded, no one ever let the go.

what

“But last night was different. When I

softly, unaware that his expression had subtly soured as

was anything that Jonathan regretted, it was that he had allowed those people to harm

cared about the suffering of a woman in jail, and even if someone

he didn’t want her to suffer

“I’m sorry,” he murmured.

in puzzlement. “What are you apologizing for? If you

now.”

he was apologizing for what happened last night. When she considered what her fate might have been if he hadn’t shown up, she

bear a child for them. The thought of it made Rosalie’s face turn pale even

was afraid that I would bring trouble to them, so Zachary broke up

kind of wealthy individual who possibly had business dealings with the Youngblood family. After all, the Youngblood family had its fingers in many pies in Strico. Some industries were even monopolized by them, leading to the

he couldn’t bring himself to reveal that he was

to reveal his identity

her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her face was adorned with a hint of pallor. Her almond-shaped eyes, with a stark contrast of black and white, were fixed on him. They were filled with anxiety

about something, yet also resigned to it

if life had already burdened her with too much weight and hardship, and she had long resigned herself

anything else. Once you’re

looked at him

Asi

Rosalie yawned, and her eyelids began to

to sleep if you’re tired. The doctor mentioned you might be a