The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 181

Chapter 181

“Wait here for a moment while I go out to get some medicine,” Rosalie said to Jonathan. With those words, she hurried out of the memorial hall.

Jonathan lay on the sofa and thought to himself, “Wait for a moment, she said?” He recalled a similar late evening when she had Igone out to buy him medicine, uttering the very same promise.

“Well then, I will wait,” Jonathan reassured himself. He would wait for her to come back.

That very moment, Rosalie dashed toward the iron gate of the mansion. A streetlight by the gate cast a light upon the deliveryman’s face, revealing a puzzled expression.

Clearly, the deliveryman had not anticipated delivering medicine to the manor of a prominent family at this late hour.

“Did you the place the order, Ms. Leighton?” inquired the young man.

“Yes, it’s mine,” Rosalie answered. She took the medicine from the young man’s grasp, thanked him, and then turned around to sprint toward the memorial hall.

The deliveryman scratched his head, casting a gaze upon the seemingly boundless manor before him, still trying to catch his breath as he marveled at its grandeur.

Inside the security room of the Youngblood Residence, several guards stared at the surveillance screen in disbelief as they watched Rosalie’s frantic sprint from the memorial hall to fetch medicine, and then her dash back.

“Unbelievable! She actually came out unscathed,” someone exclaimed.

“She had even ordered… takeout?” As the surveillance cameras could not provide a close-up view, they could only see Rosalie receiving a package from the delivery guy.

“She has not been asked to leave by Mr. Youngblood, and she’s having takeout with him now?” the others gasped in astonishment.

to stay at the Youngblood residence. They knew

with decades of experience serving the Youngblood family,

a woman had ventured

the surveillance cameras, they made light-hearted comments, half expecting her to

stay for quite some time, but she also emerged

order for takeout.

It was simply astonishing.

to the newfound regard she had garnered among the security guards of

on the sofa, his eyes closed. His pale face, devoid of any

she approached, she noticed a faint trace of blood on his lips, likely

had also formed on his

here. Take it now.” She spoke while pouring a glass of lukewarm

Just as before, she had returned breathless like this. Even if she feared him, resented him, or possibly even hated him, she could not bear to see him in pain, could she? The thought offered some relief to the pain he

his lips and swallowed the

his lips. Jonathan must have been in great

think you’re trying to kiss

snapped back to her senses, her cheeks flushing. “I was only checking your

fine if you have other intentions. If you want to kiss me, I’ll be fine with it if it’s

sweat on his forehead. However, his speech had considerably

her gaze, avoiding eye contact with Jonathan to prevent her face

The candle in

It’s almost finished,” Rosalie asked. Typically, during a memorial, candles were meant to burn

and flower wreaths, it seemed like some form

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