Chapter 140

Rosalie shuddered as she raised her head dazedly and encountered Jonathan’s eyes, which held a gentle ripple within their

gaze.

Meanwhile, Elodia’s expression changed, and she forced a couple of awkward chuckles before saying, “Mr. Youngblood, I didn’t realize… how deep your feelings for Rosalie were. Have you thought about tying the knot?”

“Tm prepared to marry her as soon as she agrees,’ replied Jonathan.

Staring at Jonathan in disbelief, Rosalie could feel her heart pounding wildly. She felt as if she had just heard something

absurd.

“How’s that possible?” blurted Elodia.

Jonathan glanced at Elodia casually and asked, “What’s not possible?”

The cold, icy gleam in his eyes sent a shiver down Elodia’s spine as a sense of dread welled up within her.

“That’s enough. Rosalie, let’s go,” said Jonathan, leading Rosalie away while holding her hand.

Trotting behind Jonathan. Rosalie left with him obediently.

friend’s past imprisonment just now? You’re lucky that Mr. Youngblood was aware of it. If he had been unaware, it

did it on purpose!” Elodia resentfully thought. Then, she turned around to notice the expensive cup of coffee on the table that Jonathan had barely touched despite its high

sip of this coffee and didn’t finish it. I’m sure he

willing to marry a sanitary worker who had been once imprisoned was a loser, with his only merit

furrowed his brows slightly, not appreciating

the other hand, paid no attention to him. She signaled for the waiter, intending to settle

thought. “Subordinate? Jonathan has subordinates? Why didn’t we see them just now? He even…. paid the bill? Although we only had a few cups of coffee, this wasn’t a cheap meal and cost around 200 dollars! Average working-class individuals can

mind. “Who is this man? Is he deliberately displaying wealth, or does

of the mall when she suddenly said, “I won’t dwell on what

that great of a person, remarked

she were a genuine couple, Elodia’s

take my words

and thought, “What is he implying by asking me to take his words seriously?

Youngblood residence. She exited the car with

said. ‘I’ve been so hungry that

his father’s urn and stayed alone in the tiny, dilapidated house for an extended period. During that time, he experienced intense hunger, so much so that he had nearly no strength left, feeling as if death loomed

a neighbor knocked on his cloor and provided him

his retreating figure. His

his childhood stories to her when

the snow after

callous times before joining the Youngblood

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