The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 146

Rosalie anxiously asked where her album was. That album contained her most precious memories.

Jonathan frowned unconsciously. “Are you willing to give up your life for this photo album? You were lucky yesterday to only sustain some superficial burns on your fingers. What will you do if a larger area of your body gets burned?”

“This photo album is very important to me! Rosalie exclaimed.

“Is it more important than your hands? Are you really going to destroy your hands just to protect an album?” Jonathan asked in a low voice.

Rosalie took a deep breath and replied, “It’s very important. Even if my hands were destroyed, I would still want to protect it. For her, it was a memory and a symbol of her persistence.

It represented the most beautiful familial affection and also the happiest time she had ever had.

Her answer caused Jonathan’s expression to turn grim. He was so angry at her for not cherishing herself and also at himself for caring more about her health than she did.

She didn’t care about her hands, but he cared so much that he was unwilling to see her get hurt.

“Where is my album?” she anxiously asked again.

Jonathan breathed a long sigh of relief. He stood up, walked to a cabinet not far away, took the burnt album, and handed it to her.

Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully opened the album and looked at the photos in it, her eyes turning red again. Some of the photos inside had been burned to a crisp, and some only had the corners left intact. Only about a quarter of the photos were not affected by the fire.

time she turned a page, it seemed that she needed

she couldn’t even protect an

album and murmured.

looked at

hospital last night and treating my wounds. My emotions were a

last night flashed

wanted to cry. But yesterday, she clung to him like he was a piece of driftwood and

bent down and whispered to her. “From now on, only I can watch you lose control of

was not an inquiry but a

Jonathan lowered his head and glanced at her gauze-covered fingers again. “If you have any trouble in the future, you can tell me. Don’t just try to solve it by yourself. Besides, your hands are injured now. I’ve helped you to apply for leave from the Environment and Sanitation Administration, so stay at

This place couldn’t be considered as her home. Or more specifically,

always ask for leave. I’m afraid my supervisor will think I’m too troublesome and fire me,” Rosalie said. She recalled that she had taken a

sweepers had limited job positions. If she didn’t go to work, it meant that other colleagues would have to

of your fingers first. Otherwise, do you think that these hands can really move and sweep the ground when you go

was true that she couldn’t do anything with the way her hands

had thought of something, he added, “Are you going to meet Lillian tonight? How about another day? Let’s wait until the wounds

someone familiar with Jonathan heard this, they

had never been this worried over the wounds on a woman’s

else, even if they were covered in blood with

them

the

the expression on Jonathan’s face

“Information on the witness?”