The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 81

“As long as Mr. Youngblood agrees, you can be discharged at any time, Ms. Leighton,” said the doctor.

Rosalie suddenly had an indescribable feeling. She thought, “So I need Jonathan’s permission even for my hospital discharge?”

“Okay, I understand.”

After the doctor and nurse left, Rosalie walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She had a delicate face, curved eyebrows, and a pair of pretty eyes. Her rosy lips were glowing faintly under the light.

Among ordinary people. her beauty would stand out. However, there were always beautiful women around Jonathan. Compared to those people, she was no match.

Smiling bitterly, Rosalie thought, “What exactly does Jonathan like about me? Is it because I initially mistook him as a homeless man, so he found it amusing and wanted to continue playing this game?”

She raised her hand and gently stroked her lips. The scene of him kissing her flashed across her mind.

Just then, she remembered what Lillan had once said. “Rosie, do you know your lips are beautiful?”

“My lips are beautiful?” Rosalie had never paid much attention to her lips. All she knew was that they weren’t ugly, but she didn’t find anything special about them.

“Yeah, they’re very beautiful. Your lip shape gives people the urge to kiss you… It’s the kind of lips that men want to kiss

most.”

At that time, Rosalie had only found the description funny.

Now, at the thought that Jonathan had kissed her, she felt her lips burning.

inwardly,

his words. I’ll just

hospital gown and changed into the clothes she had worn

caine.

a bag, a phone, and nothing

quietly on the couch in the ward, waiting for

walked to Jonathan’s side. Mr. Youngblood, Ms. Leighton is waiting for you in the

spoke cautiously. Since Jonathan left the hospital the day before, he had stayed in the house and didn’t go to the

It was abnormal.

all, Jonathan practically lived in the hospital for the past few

his thin lips. After a while, he said, “Did she say anything else aside from wanting

saying that, Carlos

say anything

with a scarf in his hand. Carlos had a

casually with his eyes downcast, seemingly thinking about something. After a long time, he

and left

ward, he saw Rosalie sitting on

mind. She sat upright with

leave the hospital?”

his neck. It was the scarf she had made. Back then, she was afraid that he would get cold and hoped

to do that. He had tons of scarves and ways

made yesterday. Think it

a second choice. However, Rosalie seemed to

in his eyes was intimidating,

crisis. It felt as if a

pondered, “Should I

with Jonathan, her fare