The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 221

On the other end of the phone, Amelia’s voice came through, “Rosalie, Aiden’s surgery went very smoothly. The doctor said that once Aiden adjusts in the next couple of days, we can start systematic training to help him recognize sounds.”

“That’s wonderful,” Rosalie expressed her joy. “All right, I’ll come to see Aiden this afternoon.”

With that, Rosalie confirmed the specific hospital ward where Aiden was located and ended the call.

“Is it about that child who can’t hear?” Jonathan asked as he looked at Rosalie.

“Yes, Aiden’s surgery went well. Since I have some free time this afternoon, I plan to visit him at the hospital,” Rosalie explained.

“In that case, I’ll accompany you,” Jonathan said.

“You’ll accompany me?” Rosalie widened her eyes in surprise. “But… don’t you have to work?”

“I’ll have my secretary reschedule my afternoon appointments; they’re not urgent anyway,” Jonathan said casually.

However, Rosalie had a feeling that in a company as large as his, being the CEO meant that nearly everything was an “urgent matter.”

“Why, don’t you want me to accompany you?” he asked in return.

“Not… not at all,” she replied. Honestly, his willingness to accompany her was both surprising and sweet.

“Then it’s settled,” Jonathan said, lowering his head to continue eating.

Rosalie followed suit, focusing on her meal. When she was nearly finished, she heard his voice in her ear. “Rosie, can you cook for me more often in the future?”

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She was taken aback, lifting her head to meet his obsidian eyes.

He suddenly gave a gentle smile, raising his hand to wipe something from the corner of her lips. She then realized there was a pesto stain there.

as if she blushed so easily in front of him.

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cook very ordinary dishes, not as good as your household

I like what you cook because you made it,”

Even if he didn’t hold high culinary expectations, why would he desire her “ordinary” dishes on a regular basis? After all, the professional chef in his residence operated on

her? A form of sweet talk, akin to seeing beauty through the eyes of a lover? After all, he had previously professed his fondness for anything she

her uncertainty, he gently elaborated, “Rosie, I find it endearing when you dedicate your time to me. When you prepare these dishes, your thoughts are undoubtedly centered on me,

an intimidating degree. He yearned to claim even her

the serene pond of her heart,

It wa

communicating that she was

joy from even

in his life. After all, their

he had no motive

to offer him at present, so there was no apparent incentive for him to be dishonest,

that okay?” His compelling voice, brimming with an irresistible longing,

time, I’ll prepare more for you,” she

race.

said with

lowered her head and began tidying up

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lunchbox lid, she suddenly let out a soft

he

kept her nails well-maintained,

Gently, he

“Yes.” She nodded.

his phone and dialing

hearing this, Rosalie almost choked

answered the call. She couldn’t fathom why her CEO