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.

had allowed Rosalie to stay at the

with decades of experience serving the Youngblood family, only Jonathan and

now, a woman

hall through the surveillance cameras, they made light-hearted comments, half expecting

to their surprise, not only did this woman go in and stay for

order for takeout.

It was simply astonishing.

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

to the memorial hall, she found Jonathan still curled up on the sofa, his eyes closed. His pale face, devoid of any color, contrasted

of blood on his lips, likely from

had also formed on

Take it now.” She spoke while pouring a glass of lukewarm water and unwrapping

she had returned breathless like this. Even if she feared him, resented him, or possibly even hated him, she could not bear to see

Jonathan parted his lips and swallowed the

his lips. There were visible bite marks on his lips. Jonathan must have been

me like that, I’ll think you’re trying to kiss me.” Jonathan’s voice broke the

“I was only checking your lips as they’re bitten. I didn’t mean

me, I’ll be fine with it

forehead. However, his speech had considerably steadied

avoiding eye contact with Jonathan to prevent her face from turning even

the portrait of Jonathan’s late father on the table before her. The candle in front of

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

judging by the arrangement with the lit candles and flower wreaths, it seemed like

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