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.

blushed so easily in front

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cook very ordinary dishes, not as good as your household chef,” she

like what you cook because you

her “ordinary” dishes on a

A form of sweet talk, akin to seeing beauty through the eyes of a

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, right?

to deepen, perhaps even to an intimidating degree. He yearned to

pond of her heart, causing ripples. His gaze, voice, and words all

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communicating that she

joy from even the smallest

couldn’t help but contemplate whether she held such significance in his life. After all, their acquaintance spanned a mere six months. Could his emotions for her genuinely run

he had no motive

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

compelling voice, brimming with an irresistible longing,

for you,” she replied, finally regaining her composure, although her

race.

he said with a

and began tidying up the

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the lunchbox lid, she suddenly let out a soft exclamation. Instinctively, she pulled her hand

wrong?” he

her nails well-maintained, but in the past few days, she had overlooked it, and they had grown slightly longer than

for her hand to examine the nail that had been slightly damaged. “Is it this one?” Gently, he

“Yes.” She nodded.

dialing his secretary’s number. “Do you have

almost choked on

secretary who answered the call. She couldn’t