The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 207
A sense of overjoy suddenly surged within Rosalie. It turned out that his trust could make her so happy.
Jonathan fixed his gaze on the person in front of him and continued to whisper, “But you also have to believe me. Believe me, if I had met you earlier and known I would love you so much, I would not have let you suffer like that.”
Rosalie was stunned. She thought, “Is he referring to those people who maliciously harmed me during my time in prison to please him?”
“Okay,” Rosalie replied gently.
No matter what happened between them in the past, now it might be time to let go of those things little by little.
Since she wanted to get along well with him, she should conquer her fear.
After they finished eating, the housekeeper cleaned up the dining table. Rosalie seemed to suddenly remember something. “By the way, do you know any experts in cochlear implants?”
“Why?” Jonathan asked.
“Actually, Ms. Haab’s son, Aiden, may need a cochlear implant soon. I’m wondering if we can find an expert in this field for him. Ms. Haab’s current savings can only afford the cheapest cochlear implant. If possible, maybe we could get better cochlear implants for Aiden,” Rosalie said somewhat hesitantly.
She had also done some online research on this topic and knew there was a significant price difference between higher and lower-grade cochlear implants. Based on Amelia’s words, her current funds would only be enough to get Aiden one cochlear implant. However, if it were possible to get two implants, the overall effectiveness would be better.
“It’s quite rare for you to come to me to ask for help for someone else, but when it comes to your matters, you’re not willing to seek my assistance,” Jonathan teased.

“It seems like I have a special connection with Aiden. I really like him too. This child can’t learn to speak because he can’t hear. If his cochlear implant goes smoothly, then in the future, he can be just like any other normal child,” Rosalie said. Whenever she watched him using sign language with his small, innocent hands, she could not help but feel a pang of heartache for him.
Besides, Aiden’s evident attachment and closeness to her made her instinctively want to be good to him even more.
“You really like children, don’t you?” Jonathan asked.
“They’re okay, I guess. I used to think I didn’t like children that much, but later…” She stopped halfway. Her hand, which had fallen to her side, unconsciously touched her lower abdomen. A hint of pain flashed in her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” His gaze froze. The pain in her eyes seemed like a sharp blade piercing through him. “If anything is bothering you, just tell me. Even if it’s a huge problem, I’ll help you solve it.” He would do anything to prevent that pain from appearing in her eyes again.
“Are you serious about starting a relationship with me?” Rosalie looked up at Jonathan and asked.
“Yes,” he answered firmly.
“But I…” She took a deep breath, biting her lower lip firmly as if preparing to reveal the most difficult part of her that was buried deep in her heart. “My body may not be able to conceive at all. If you’re with me, perhaps we’ll never have our own children in this lifetime.”
Her body was already in a state of disrepair, to the point where it could not even support the conception of a new life.
“And Jonathan is the head of the Youngblood family. It’s only natural for the Youngblood family to have children to carry on the family line. Should the Youngblood family face extinction because of me?” Rosalie thought, realizing she was too naive and had even forgotten to consider this crucial aspect when she impulsively entered into a relationship with him.
She wondered how long such a relationship could last.
Even in the cases she had handled in the past, in such prominent families, the existence of heirs was far more crucial than in ordinary households.
“What happened? Your body…” He frowned and stared at her while asking.
She lowered her head, and her gaze fell on her flat abdomen. “There was one time I was beaten so badly that my uterus ruptured. Although I eventually recovered and escaped danger, the doctor also said the injury was severe, and I might not be able to conceive in the future.”
To speak of these things was difficult for her. That issue represented the deepest sorrow she had buried in her heart.
A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. He pondered, “Beaten by someone? When did she get beaten by someone? Could it have been during her time in prison? And how much pain must she have endured back then?”
Suddenly, his body trembled imperceptibly. The suffering she had endured in the past was now becoming an unbearable weight on his heart, almost suffocating him.
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