The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 145

Lillian was startled. She didn’t expect to hear a man’s voice from the other end of his phone. It even sounded like… “I-Is that you, Jonathan?” she asked stiffly.

The man hummed a response and hung up the phone.

Lillian stared at the phone in her hand and slowly came to her senses. “Rosalie fell asleep, but why is Jonathan the one answering her phone? Don’t tell me he’s lying right beside her now,” she thought.

She murmured to herself, “Besides, where is she staying now if she’s not at the rental home?” Lillian’s eyes turned from her phone to the closed door of the rental home. Was Rosalie staying with Jonathan?

It was quite unbelievable.

Meanwhile, Jonathan put away Rosalie’s phone and carefully carried her sleeping form out of the car.

Fearing that she would catch a cold while he carried her back, he even took off his coat and draped it over her.

The housekeepers were surprised when they saw him carry her all the way to the house. Although they already knew that Rosalie was no ordinary person to be allowed to live in the Youngblood residence, they had never seen Jonathan treat a woman so carefully and gently.

It was like he was holding some rare and precious treasure. He forbade everyone from making any noise the entire journey so as to not wake her up.

Gary, the butler, watched as the Jonathan he had raised fussed over the woman gently. A complicated look flashed across his

eyes.

Back then, when Jonathan’s father had brought Jonathan’s mother back to the Youngblood residence, he had also treated her gently and protected her. But in the end, he lost his life.

when one person pours too much love into another person, it turns

all, Jonathan had never treated a woman

partner, but he was afraid that Jonathan would

carried Rosalie back to her bedroom. He opened the door and carefully put her on the bed. Then he helped her

she was asleep, her eyebrows were still knitted together as if she was still immersed in

the half-charred photo album tightly. After a while, Jonathan finally took it out of her arms carefully. When

an album. Why are you so silly?”

to get it. If the fire had touched her body, her injuries would be far worse than the ones she

held her hand and kissed her fingertips, which were tightly wrapped in gauze. “It must huft a

the first time he wanted to bear the pain for someone

Rosalie with the quilt and looked at

dreamt of when she was a child, spending time

Her mother miscarried, and her younger brother, who was already fully developed, lay

No! I w

want my

to find that she couldn’t make a

this moment, a bell suddenly rang as if to pull her out of

opened her eyes and heard an elegant voice in her

trance when a handsome face appeared before her eyes. Jonathan’s

She replied dumbfoundedly, still unable to come

reality were intertwined, and she couldn’t

should answer the phone,” Jonathan said and put the phone

a familiar voice sounded from the