The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 70

Jonathan prepared her a toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste on it before putting the cup with warm water in Rosalie’s hand.

Rosalie blushed. She couldn’t even remember how she finished brushing her teeth. Her whole body was enveloped with his smell.

He pulled another towel and wet it under the warm water from the faucet.

“I can do it myself… mumbled Rosalie as she bit her lip.

“Isn’t it more convenient for me to do it for you?” asked Jonathan.

“But the problem is… You are getting too close!” thought Rosalie. She was trapped in his arms as they enveloped her body from both sides. He wetted the towel in front of her eyes and then wrung it dry.

Rosalie looked up and gazed into the mirror.

She had always known that Jonathan was good-looking, but it was more prominent now, with no heavy bangs covering his forehead. He was in a suit and leather shoes. His whole body exuded a dignified air as if he was someone who had always been above others, an insurmountable existence.

She thought, ‘Why haven’t I noticed it before? Even Lillian felt that Jonathan couldn’t be a vagrant, but I have had this vague thought that he and I were the same kind of people, so I want to keep him by my side.

Is it because… I’m too afraid of being alone?

The truth must be that Jonathan is not only a homeless man. Instead, his identity might be something extraordinary.

I can tell that the clothes he is wearing are expensive. Plus, the doctors and nurses showed exceptional respect to him when he spoke to them.”

“What are you thinking about?” Jonathan’s voice suddenly interrupted her.

was staring straight at her in the mirror. Rosalie’s body trembled and felt as if she had been thoroughly bound by the gaze

whispered Jonathan as he leaned down slightly, and his lips came closer to her face. His warm, gentle

flushed

tried hard to look away from the mirror. She lowered her

Rosie?” asked Jonathan in a

not a vagrant… You don’t

and the air was filled with an indescribably suffocating

of the water gushing out of the faucet resounded in

to you?” asked Jonathan

deceiving

had spent with him was so beautiful. It was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream now. Plus, he had saved her. If it weren’t

a deep breath, Rosalie raised her eyes and looked at him in the mirror again. “Jon, I don’t blame you,” she said. But she also knew that from now on, they would not be as

up in a frown. He should obviously be happy to hear

if she was drawing a line

like

Jonathan carried Rosalie back to the hospital bed. Dinner had already been

fruits. Although it was a simple meal, it looked appetizing. Rosalie’s stomach was

better if you eat something easy to digest,”

placed the dishes one by one on

out of their heads in shock. Had there ever been a time when the powerful and intuential Jonathan of Strico waited on a

her long hair kept falling into her face

one step ahead. “I’ll do it.” As he said that, he took out

brand. Before she was imprisoned, she had bought some hair accessories from this brand, but at that time, with her income, she could only afford some small things.

be so thoughtful and even had prepared all

you know how to do it?” Rosalie couldn’t help but

you comb every day. I’m familiar enough with