The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 106

Without waiting for her answer, he murmured to himself, “I have hated someone immensely. I have thought numerous times about how I’ll retaliate when I do find her one day. But on her birthday. I’ll still feel uncomfortable. It seems only when I’m with you do I feel more at ease and calm”

Rosalie closed her eyes as though she had fallen asleep and said nothing.

“Or perhaps, he actually wished that she was asleep. He didn’t want her to hear those words,” Rosalie guessed inwardly. In such a case, she could naturally pretend to have fallen asleep.

“I think maybe I want to see her again sooner, so I can take revenge. No matter where she hides, one day, I will find her and let her know what it feels like to be betrayed or tortured by one’s immediate family,” Jonathan continued.

His voice continued to echo through the room, and his tone was tinged with a hint of hostility

Rosalie trembled slightly and wondered, “Immediate family? Could it be that the person he hated and wanted to take revenge on is his mother?”

She remembered he had once told her that his mother had abandoned him and his father.

“If what he said at that time was true. I’m afraid that his mother will. Rosalie shuddered to continue with her thoughts.. Jonathan was the local tyrant of Strico. Who could withstand his revenge?

Rosalie unconsciously thought of her three years in prison.

“Rosie, don’t be the one I hate in my life. Okay?” When he said that, it sounded as if a might breeze had brushed past and echoed through the room.

The blood in her body seemed to have frozen over suddenly.

Actually, he had known all along that she was awake.

That night passed just like that. The morning after, when Rosalie woke up at about 4 am and planned to go to work, Jonathan was no longer in the room.

surprised her, and she wondered, “When did

at least there would be less

might be better to have it done quickly so that Jonathan and she could go their separate ways sooner after the gloves

the car. He leaned against the seat, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed his forehead with one

had sat up and

anything good to look at. But when it came to her, it became an exception. It was as if looking at her sleeping face was something he could never get

going back to the Youngblood residence now, Mr. Youngblood?” Carlos

“Hmm, Jonathan answered lightly.

Then, he reported to Jonathan, ‘Mr. Leonard Youngblood’s condition is getting worse, Mr. Youngblood. The doctor is

Jonathan instructed, “Go to the

driver immediately turned around and drove

the hospital, Leonard was still being resuscitated. Jonathan stood

to be, at that time, he was merely surviving, lingering

be powerful, cruel, and cold. His only familial affection

to be just pawns to him,

always regarded him as the future successor of the Youngblood family, instead of a grandson. In

familial love between them

age, and he has undergone several operations before. Now, it’s just a

understood the cycle of life. Regardless of how much money one had, no one can control life or

to the

days later, Leonard was out of the

was in the emergency room that day?” asked Leonard. His voice was

“Yes,” Jonathan answered softly.

been hard for you that you’re willing to wait outside the

indifferently and asked, “Grandpa, you’ve sent a message saying you wished to see me.