The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 157

Jonathan didn’t say anything else. He straightened up his body and closed the door. Then, he got into the driver’s seat and started the car.

Rosalie was surprised to see Jonathan driving. Usually, it was the driver who drove the car.

Yet, as he was driving, she happened to look at the side of his cheeks.

She had to admit that his profile was more defined from sideways, especially his sharp jawline, straight nose, and sexy, thin lips.

At this moment, his hair was not as neat as usual, and a few strands fell on his forehead. He looked more like the old “Jon” she used to know.

“Jon…” “Thinking of this name, she couldn’t help feeling complicated and inexplicable. Just now, she kept calling him “Jon” in a panic.

She thought, “Did I subconsciously think that Jon is the one who can help me instead of Jonathan? But, be it Jon or Jonathan, they are both him.”

Now, he was the only one she could find help with. Although the police were also searching for Lillian, she still wanted more people to search for Lillian just in case.

It would be better to find Lillian earlier.

When the car stopped at the traffic light, Jonathan turned around and looked at Rosalie. “What’s wrong? You’ve been looking at me like this for some time.”

She was surprised and didn’t expect he had noticed her staring at him just now. “Nothing. I’m just wondering why you are the one driving.”

Her voice stammered, and she was a little embarrassed to get caught peeking at him.

said playfully,

should I tell her I could not hold my usual composure after hearing her sobbing

want to know?” He stared

skip a beat. His gaze made her at a loss, and her woman’s intuition made

related to her.

react, the red light at the

glanced at her and didn’t continue to talk about

to the Youngblood residence. Rosalie followed Jonathan out of

whereabouts of her friend and only half

I being scared? I’m afraid that Lillian

of kidnapping that she had learned when she studied law. Especially if

saying this to herself and stared at Jonathan with her puppy eyes, Jonathan felt as if a pitiful little animal

and pleading look in her eyes were visible to

had an impulse to hold her in his arms and

her to see and care only

you want to know, just wait by my side. If my subordinates find Lillian’s whereabouts, they will naturally come to inform me as

no problem with that. Then, she mused, ‘Just… Wait? Where should I wait with him?” Rosalie blinked, and then, five minutes

was in

the first time she walked in through the front door of his room rather than through the door connecting the two

room, he took off his coat and took out a phone. He put it on

still the old discounted-price phone she bought him, which cost 100 dollars. The phones others

still use the phone despite that? If he doesn’t, how would he pick up the phone instantly when I called him

the truth behind his phone, she caught a glimpse of him continuing to

turned red. “You…

eyebrows and looked at her. “Didn’t you often see me