The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 222

After a while, Rosalie eventually successfully guided Jonathan to cut the nail.

Her initial impression was that it was quite exhausting, to the point where even trimming her nails seemed more relaxing.

However, it appeared that Jonathan had unexpectedly developed an obsession with nail trimming. He meticulously examined the nails on Rosalie’s other fingers and then trimmed them individually.

Once all the trimming was done, he seemed reluctant to stop. He said, “If your nails grow long again, I’ll help you trim them.”

Rosalie suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

It was still noon, and it seemed too early to visit Aiden at the hospital.

Jonathan returned to his desk to attend to company/matters, while Rosalie took out her phone and browsed web pages.

Out of the blue, her focus was captured by a trending topic. The trend centered around Loretta. It hailed her as the ultimate victor in love and

career.

It also reported that Loretta had officially confirmed she would be attending the GF dinner event in Strico with Calvin. The event would bring together prominent figures from Strico. The news not only refuted previous rumors of their breakup, as mentioned by others but also showcased their flourishing relationship.

In that trending topic, there were also several pictures of Loretta endorsing products and photos of her gracing the

Cer of fashion magazines.

Certainly, there was no denying that Loretta currently had access to substantial resources. Nevertheless, Rosalie’s countenance briefly soured. It was evident that Loretta’s current achievements were inextricably linked to Calvin.

remain as promising. Moreover, someone of Calvin’s disposition probably harbored an aversion to

had witnessed the relentless manner in which

would be the outcome for Loretta in the days ahead?”

though I had genuinely treated her like a sister in the past

to scroll through the web pages. As she did, fatigue crept in. She leaned back on the couch, and her eyelids

Jonathan looked up, he saw Rosalie lying on the couch on her side, eyes

walked to her. Her sleeping face was tranquil, and

if observing her that way could bring a sense of tranquility

from the

genuinely desired someone, they refrained from employing their authority to intimidate. Instead, they longed for that person’s willing affection. Their words,

much longer do you want me to wait?” The only

found herself gazing at a somewhat familiar

and exclaimed, “I… I

now? Want to sleep a little longer?” Jonathan’s

up at Jonathan, “I… I dozed off. Why

so soundly, I wanted to let you sleep a bit

going to visit Aiden. I overslept,”

phone to check the time. Fortunately, it was just before three o’clock

have enough time to make it to the hospital. I’ll go with you,” Jonathan declared, getting up from

and then realized her somewhat disheveled appearance following her earlier nap. Her hair was in disarray, so she swiftly

lightning-fast, and she managed to tie her hair into a ponytail

astonishment. “Do you always

to do it, but then, during my time in prison…” She came to an abrupt stop. The painful experiences endured in prison

Jonathan said