The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 179

In the past, Jonathan would never leave the Youngblood residence on this day, even if something big happened at night. He would spend the entire night by his father’s memorial tablet, reminding himself not to follow in his father’s footsteps.

Year after year, it had always been the case.

But tonight. it changed!

Rosalie was taken out of the hospital by Jonathan.

A black car stopped at the hospital entrance. After getting inside, Rosalie felt as if she were in a dream. She had anticipated tonight to be a nightmare, but she never expected him to show up.

He put

his hand on her and asked, “Scared?” Even at this moment, her hand still trembled slightly.

Rosalie bit her lower lip and nodded. Indeed, how could she not be scared: It was as if her fate was entirely in someone else’s hands, and all her struggles felt so helpless.

It was like someone else’s words could determine her life or death.

“I was careless today,” Jonathan said. “I thought my grandfather wouldn’t bother you for the time being. I never expected him to be so impatient and choose today of all days.”

She was stunned. “Today… Is there anything special?”

When she asked that, his expression subtly changed. He pursed his thin lips, and his beautiful, deep-set eyes stared straight at her as if he was going to swallow her whole.

in the car suddenly

his grip, holding her hand firmly in his palm. He

puzzled. “Is there something that can’t be discussed on this day?’

had been staring at her just now, she had felt as if she had touched upon some sort

arrived at the Youngblood residence. Rosalie followed Jonathan out of the

knew the answer he wanted. He won’t casually bother you again, so you don’t need to be afraid anymore.” Jonathan said. As grandfather and grandson, he could casily understand the reason behind Leonard’s choice to

noticed he wasn’t heading toward his room next to hers, but was instead

Rosalie thought and was stunned

Somehow, she couldn’t fall asleep, tossing and

mind the scene of Jonathan walking toward the stairs, thinking. “Where was he going? Wasn’t he going back to his room?” She had

sat up and hesitantly glanced at the door between

push open that door to find out whether he had returned to his room to

curious! Curiosity can be deadly! Especially when it comes to a man like Jonathan, you shouldn’t have any curiosity at

looked around the room through the faint light coming from her own room. As expected,

not in the room. So, where could

reached downstairs, she didn’t find

explain why. After not finding him in the main house, she

Youngblood residence was very large. Besitles the main house, there were

Youngblood residence for so long, she had never

and as far as the eye could see, except for some scattered lighting along the way, everything was pitch

help but ask herself, “Why am I looking for Jonathan? Am I afraid something might happen to him? What could

the

her today, so she felt grateful. And now, all she wanted was to make

glimmer of