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.

flushed once again as if she blushed so easily in front of him.

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

what you cook because you

high culinary expectations, why would he desire her “ordinary” dishes on

of sweet talk, akin to seeing beauty through

endearing when you dedicate your time to me. When you prepare these dishes, your thoughts

possessiveness appeared to deepen, perhaps even to an intimidating degree. He yearned to claim even

like a pebble dropped into the serene pond of her heart, causing ripples. His gaze, voice, and

It wa

he was communicating that she was truly unique

joy from even the smallest gestures

help but contemplate whether she held such significance in his life. After all, their acquaintance spanned a mere six months. Could his emotions for

it appeared he had

so there was no

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

free time, I’ll prepare more for you,” she replied, finally regaining

race.

with a

her head and

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out a soft exclamation. Instinctively, she pulled

he

replied. She usually kept her nails well-maintained, but in the past few days, she had overlooked it, and they had

her hand to examine the nail that had been slightly damaged. “Is it this one?” Gently, he held her left index finger, noticing a tiny crack

“Yes.” She nodded.

phone and dialing his secretary’s number. “Do

almost choked

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