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

uneasy, wanting to pull her hand back, but Jonathan tightened his grip, holding her hand firmly in his palm. He stared at her silently for a while before turning

something that can’t be discussed on this day?’

just now, she had felt as if she had touched upon some sort of taboo for

Youngblood residence. Rosalie followed Jonathan out of

won’t casually bother you again, so you don’t need to be afraid anymore.” Jonathan said. As grandfather and grandson, he could casily

to the room. Just as she entered the room, she noticed he wasn’t heading toward his room next to hers, but

thought and was stunned for

night, she lay in bed. Somehow, she couldn’t fall asleep, tossing and

the scene of Jonathan walking toward the stairs, thinking. “Where was he going? Wasn’t he going back to his room?” She had a nagging feeling that he was different tonight compared

glanced at the door between

to find out whether he had returned to his room

shouldn’t have any curiosity at all!” She kept telling herself this in her mind, but her hand couldn’t resist pushing that

the room through the faint light coming from her own

So, where could he be? Downstairs?” she

when Rosalie reached downstairs, she didn’t find Jonathan there

why. After not finding him in

residence was very large. Besitles the main house, there were rooms for housekeepers, a garden, a pavilion,

had never really explored it and had no idea

the morning, and as far as the eye could see, except for some scattered lighting along the way,

her collar tighter. She couldn’t help but ask herself, “Why am I

the

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

of light caught her