The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 243

Regardless, Howard still maintained a very humble stance at this moment.

“No need for that. I doubt she’s interested in meeting you,” replied Jonathan indifferently.

Yvette and Sandra’s expressions visibly eased as they felt relieved. For them, not having to apologize in person was the best outcome, as it meant they could avoid some humiliation.

After all, apologizing to people they had previously dismissed as unimportant was frustrating, especially since they regarded Rosalie as a murderer and Yvette’s former romantic rival.

Howard, on the other hand, did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, his brow furrowed even more tightly, and a sense of ominous foreboding crept over him. He feared the matter might not be as straightforward to grasp as he had initially believed.

“If that’s the case, we won’t bother you any further, Jonathan. We’ll be on our way,” said Sandra as she signaled to Howard with her eyes to make their leave.

However, Jonathan spoke up when Sandra started to get up. “By the way, settle your debts before you leave.”

“My debts?” Sandra looked puzzled as she didn’t know what Jonathan was referring to.

“You slapped Rosalie several times today. You can make amends by slapping yourself,” Jonathan stated casually, and Sandra couldn’t help but feel anger rising within her upon hearing him.

“He’s asking me to hit myself because I slapped Rosalie?” Sandra thought before blurting. “I owe her nothing! That woman deserved those slaps! It was just a couple of slaps, consider herself as getting off easy!”

Jonathan’s face abruptly turned grim. He rose to his feet, approached Sandra, and delivered a forceful slap in one swift move, which sent her tumbling to the ground.

sudden slap surprised everyone as nobody expected Jonathan to strike out of

particularly dazed Sandra. Clutching her slapped cheek,

on her? The Hamilton family has no right whatsoever to harm her in the slightest. If any of you dare lay a finger on her again, don’t blame me for

Howard and Yvette, who were standing nearby,

say something more, but Jonathan had already ordered them

and could only lead his wife and daughter away. Staying longer might provoke Jonathan further, and he didn’t want to take

matter resolved now?” Yvette asked anxiously as they left

shook his head with a gloomy face. “I’m afraid…

physical intervention had genuinely startled Howard. Men like him typically wouldn’t personally engage

hands

which someone like Jonathan would go if he

brimming with anger. “H-How dare he hit me when he’s a generation younger than me? Has he forgotten about Melanie? Besides, who

slap she had just received, Sandra felt an overwhelming sense

Sandra typically received

colors! I’m sure she’s the one who badmouthed me to Jonathan. He had never

any more issues for Rosalie

looked at her husband in disbelief. “What are you talking about? Rosalie is

complex mix of emotions briefly flickered in Howard’s eyes. He looked away, almost as if he was intentionally avoiding his wife’s gaze, and said. “You should listen to me if you

a gentle tug and advised, “Mom, just listen to Dad for now. We should… at least refrain from

timing of when Jonathan would lose interest in Rosalie would depend on her luck,”

contorted with anger and frustration as she thought, “Did I

descended the stairs to the living room. She had been standing behind the stairs moments ago, a