Chapter 177
Rosalie pursed her lips. She did not know how to answer for a moment, so she opened the boxed meal and started eating with her head down.
Jonathan fixed his gaze on Rosalie. He had repeatedly tried to find ways to keep her by his side, but it had slowly become an impossible task.
He did not want her to leave. All he could think about was what he needed to do to make her stay by his side willingly.
There was a time when even eating lunch together became something Jonathan looked forward to. Being able to cat together with Rosalie, even in complete silence, brought him happiness.
Looking back at it now, perhaps the happiest time in his life was when he was just “Jon” At least back then, she would talk and laugh with him, treat him as an ordinary person, affectionately help him dry his hair, and call him “Jon” repeatedly.
Jon… Jon…
Did Rosalie know how much Jonathan longed to hear her call him like that? He wanted her to call him Jon as if she were calling a dearest family member of hers..
When Rosalie looked up after eating. her gaze met Jonathan’s.
He was looking at her, and the boxed meal in his hand was untouched. In other words, he stared at her the whole time she
ate.
The thought of that possibility made Rosalie blush suddenly. Then she hurriedly rose to her feet and said. “I-I’ll take my
leave first.”
As she spoke, she bent down to tidy up the lunchbox on the coffee table.
After that, he raised his chin slightly, and his gaze fixed on her. “Rosie,
Rosalie froze momentarily. She felt a sudden warmth in her throat. “Why
want to hear you call me Jon now,”
red lips but did not
face inched closer to hers. “Can’t you
tip of her nose. Seeing that his lips were about to touch hers, she quickly
halted just inches from hers. Then he smiled
could only feel her
released Rais hand,
the office, Jonathan
stared at the hand that had touched the back of her hand
palm had retained
his hand as if trying to hold
up the diner in the evening, Rosalie was about to leave when Amelia handed her a book about sign language. “This
answered as she
are even
like he likes me, too. I
Amelia’s lips moved. However, in the end, she merely replied, “Yes. Maybe… It
Haab. I’ll take my leave then,
to the small room behind the store.
knew Aiden could not hear her at all, she
voice.
fell asleep. Is Rosalie really going to
even thanked me when
she’s been treating Aiden well for the past few days.” Matilda sighed. During this period, her impression of Rosalie had changed
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