The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 101

His black eyes fixedly stared at her. At this moment, she was drunk with tenderness and charm. How many people had seen

her like this?

“Has Zachary… also seen her like this?” Jonathan thought.

Suddenly, a touch of jealousy rose in his heart. He was envious that Zachary had dated her before. When she and Zachary were together, did she also call out his name with such a gentle voice? How close were they before?

“Do you really think I look good?” he murmured. He wanted to keep her bound to his side like this so that no one could see how charming she was.

“Yes, Jon, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen. She chuckled softly, playfully tapping her finger on the tip of his nose as if he were an interesting toy.

It seemed that she was the only one who could treat him as a toy.

Suddenly, her expression changed. Her sinile disappeared and was replaced by a sense of sadness. “Jon, I will be nice to you. Don’t leave me, okay?”

Her eyes were covered with mist as if he was extremely important to her. If he left, it would be unbearable for her.

he said. He knew she was drunk now, and tomorrow, she

thinking about the question. “Why… Why wouldn’t I want to be with you, Jon?

came close to his lips, and she pecked him

eyes were darkening.

didn’t know. She was still smiling happily as if

him made more intimate moves, he didn’t feel anything. Only she was an

innocent as a child. The weight of the three years of imprisonment seemed to have been lifted, and it was as if she had returned to

eyes and

think I won’t touch you no matter what you do to me?”

meant. Then, she made a

her kiss passively. Such sweetness

his, he felt a sudden loss. He

hands wrapped around his

said anything about not touching a drunk woman,” he murmured. It was the first time he had broken his promise because of

and kissed her lips, which

but when the kiss ended, he noticed that she had fallen asleep

really…”A rare sense of powerlessness filled his body. She was the only one who could make him

on the woman under him. After a while, he finally sighed and covered Rosalie with the quilt again.

one, okay?” he whispered. His

small rental home no longer seemed cold and empty. Even the air carried