The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 153

Rosalie’s face blushed involuntarily. Subconsciously, she wanted to turn her head away.

But in the next moment, his fingers gently tilted her chin. “Rosie, it seemed like you were observing me quite attentively just now. Why? Do you find me attractive?”

Her breath caught as she pondered, “How should I respond to this? Handsome or not handsome? It seemed like neither answer would be a good choice!” Rosalie felt her cheeks growing warmer. She longed to avert her gaze, but his eyes were inescapable.

The housekeeper beside her, though she sensibly kept her head down and avoided looking at the unfolding scene, couldn’t help but feel shocked just by listening to their conversation.

”

The housekeeper thought, “Mr. Youngblood does treat Ms. Leighton differently. Could it be true what some are saying, that Ms. Leighton might become the wife of the heir of the Youngblood family? But… Wasn’t Ms. Leighton a sanitary worker in the Environment and Sanitation Administration before? Could it be possible for Mr. Youngblood to marry such a woman?”

At night, Rosalie lay in bed, struggling to fall asleep. She looked at her fingers wrapped in gauze, lit by the moonlight streaming through the window. Jonathan had been diligently changing her dressings in the past few days.

He was far more attentive to her than Zachary, who was in love with hier back then. Sometimes, she couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned.

If he were not Jonathan, perhaps she would have really been in love with him.

After all, there were few women who wouldn’t be charted by a handsome man who could take such good care of them.

However, because he was Jonathan, a lingering fear still resided in her heart. At times, she felt somewhat entranced and had to remind herself repeatedly to stay alert.

Rosalie thought, “After the wound on my hand is cured, I should be able to leave here.”

The next day, she started searching the internet on her phone for any openings for food delivery riders and began drafting her resume.

health certificates. Rosalie realized she had

feel like fate constantly led her back to the

However, every expenditure now meant less money in her pocket, and she couldn’t help but realize

later, Rosalie’s fingers were no longer wrapped in gauze, but the burned

inquire at the hospital about

replied with contentment, knowing that

I do,” he said in a low voice.

insisted on accompanying her to her house that day, she wouldn’t

to be fine and complete. You can’t get

does he mean by I can’t get hurt anywhere? Back when I

badly!”

recovered now. When can I go back to the rental house?” She changed the

her fingertips and inquired, “Why, Rosie? Do you want to return so

lips and said, “My injury is healed. There’s no need to stay

leave here?” His

“Yes.” She nodded.

me so much?” Even his voice

being alone,”

did you pick me up? You said you were too lonely. You wanted to find someone to accompany you. You also

She mused, “How could I forget all of this? Everything happened back then.

a

as he fixed his eyes on her. There was a sense of oppression

again. “You said your wound is almost recovered, so you have to leave, right? So, if you get hurt, will you stay

her head, and looked at

over and put one hand on the back of her