The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 220

“Even if Calvin wants to take you away, he can’t, can he? Because the person you like is me, and the person you’re destined to fall in love with in the future is also me, right?”

He murmured, his voice soft, his warm breath brushing against her face. As his words trailed off, he kissed her lips.

He wouldn’t allow anyone else to have her; she belonged to him alone.

The following morning, when Rosalie awoke, Jonathan had already left for work. After breakfast, she set about preparing a lunchbox for him.

The Youngblood Residence was well-equipped with lunchboxes and ingredients, and the nearby chefs were ready to assist Rosalie if she encountered any difficulties or needed help.

By the time she finished making the lunchbox, Rosalie felt that her cooking skills had improved a notch.

With the lunchbox in hand, she made her way to the Youngblood Group. Today, she was chauffeured by a driver from the Youngblood family. Consequently, the security guards at the company’s entrance were taken aback when they saw Rosalie stepping out of the car.

Although many people in the company had heard about the enigmatic delivery rider, no one had anticipated that this rider would transition from an electric scooter to a private car so quickly!

Especially the car… Several security guards had already recognized that car as the CEO’s car!

Moreover, the driver was also from the CEO’s family!

To claim that the rider had no connection to Jonathan was simply unbelievable.

In fact, Rosalie was quite familiar with the security guards at the entrance. As she passed by, she greeted them proactively. “Good afternoon.”

“G-Good…” the security guards stammered in response.

and many of them knew that although she appeared to be a delivery person, her relationship with their CEO was

Youngblood in his office?”

“Yes,” a secretary replied.

Just to be sure, Rosalie asked again. After all, she didn’t want to walk

Youngblood is alone in his office right now,”

door and knocked twice before entering the room. Inside,

only consolation was that the camera for the ongoing conference

give me a moment; the meeting

Rosalie replied, her voice

to the coffee table. Before she could place the lunchbox on it, she overheard voices in the video conference. “Oh, Jonathan, is

could be someone else,” another voice

seen Jonathan speak so gently to any

among these people was in French, and they were discussing whether Rosalie was

of French, understood every

conversation only made Rosalie

end, Jonathan simply stated,

“Oh, Jonathan, what’s your relationship with her? Are you two lovers?”

would dare to ask such a direct question to

in French, “She’s the person

though her heart had been tightly gripped by an invisible hand. Even

walked over to Rosalie and asked, “What’s wrong? Your face turned so

It’s nothing,” she quickly

blush on her cheeks. “Is it because

but

future, I’ll introduce you

“Introduce?” she exclaimed.

an eyebrow slightly. “What’s wrong?