The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 127

Chapter 127

Rosalie thought. I should be afraid of Jonathan, shouldn’t I? He can easily control my pain and embarrassment. His words can easily hit me into hell

But why do I feel I’m gonna lose control when he approaches me so close and whispers in my ear?

I can’t handle this man at all. Even if he calls me Rosie so intimately, I’m still at the mercy of him, like a pawn that he can play with when he has time!

At this moment, Jonathan lowered his head, picked up the photo frame on the bedside table, and looked at the person in the photo, who seemed to be looking ahead with a faint smile.

There was a kind of tranquility and elegance that made people feel very comfortable on her delicate face.

It seemed that if she looked at Jonathan with such a stile, he would get something he had never even thought of before.

“Rosie. Jonathan whispered gently. His fingers caressed the lips of the person in the photo and then kissed them as if he could no longer suppress himself.

If it weren’t for Rosalie’s stiff body and the flash of fear on her face, Jonathan would have kissed her.

However, he chose to suppress his desire.

Jonathan thought, ‘Why? Was I afraid of scaring Rosalie?

I’ve scared her once in the rental home today, so I can’t bear to scare her one more time, huh?”

Jonathan gently closed his eyes and snuled

the alarm ringing in her phone, she would have been sleeping all the time.

the time on her phone. It was

at the

changed and went into the bathroom to

at the dresser in her

you going to work. Rosie?” Jonathan

her phone from Jonathan’s hand, put it into her daily small bag, picked up

about to leave.

together, Jonathan grabbed her wrist

for work,” said Rosalie

“You won’t

know what

downstairs, Rosalie was surprised to find

around 5 am now.

be served according to your work time, Rosie. They’ll definitely let you be able to have breakfast before going to work,’ said Jonathan. He led Rosalie to the table and gently

down

hearty breakfast on the table, she had a cup of milk, a bowl of

hearty than the simple and cheap bread she usually bought in the

feel more clearly and truly that she really lived in

rental home.

ask the chauffeur to send you to

just take the bus,

not close to the Environment and Sanitation Administration. If you take the bus, you have to transfer two times. Aren’t you afraid of being late?” Jonathan

speechless at

of the Youngblood family, drove Rosalie

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