The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 250

Jonathan was about to pass the bottle of water he just bought to Rosalie. However, he asked hurriedly when seeing her pale and frail face, “What’s wrong? Are you not well?”

She shook her head. “I-I just…” But at this moment, she couldn’t even mutter a complete sentence.

He frowned. Now, blood had almost completely drained from her face, and her forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She grabbed the steering wheel tightly with one hand while her body shook in terror. Her dark eyes were full of fear when he checked on her.

It seemed like she was having a mental collapse episode.

“You just what?” He pressed for an answer as he put the mineral water bottle aside. Next, he gently placed his hand on her hand that was clenching the steering wheel and removed it slowly. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here. You don’t have to be afraid no matter what happens.”

His powerful, firm, and supportive voice rang in her cars.

Rosalie shut her eyes abruptly. She inhaled and exhaled deeply twice. Slowly and finally, she stopped her body from shaking uncontrollably.

“It’s in the past. There’s nothing to be afraid of,” she convinced herself inwardly.

She repeated the phrase like a mantra and slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze shifted to-Jonathan. “Nothing. I’ve just recalled the accident I was involved in years ago. As I thought about it, I’d say I’m lucky enough to survive.”

After all, if luck was not on her side at that time, she might’ve been killed on the spot.

“Perhaps there’s always light at the end of the tunnel? Even if the injustice I suffered remains unredressed, I’m still alive,” she thought.

the next moment and took her into his embracement. He buried his

alarmed Rosalie. “Jon, are

who was unwell due to her panic episode, but for unknown reasons, something

now.

accident and

also heavily damaged. If the collision deviated slightly and her car was hit at a slightly different spot, it would probably catch fire. The report also writes she fought tooth and nail to wriggle out of the car. How much pain did she suffer when climbing out of the car? Moreover…

an ordinary character on paper, unrelated and meaningless to me. I didn’t know, however, that I would fall in love with this

voice echoed

dark eyes were full of affection that could drown her. “You’re right. It’s true…

who felt she was

the Youngblood Residence, Jonathan asked his housekeeper to reheat and serve the herbal medicine. Naturally, the housekeeper brought candy and chocolate alongside the herbal

medicine because it was too bitter. However, she tolerated the taste well,

might have her own children

off a piece of chocolate. With the candy clenching between his fingers, he fed it to

accidentally bit his

away so that

Rosalie

his finger. He asked, “Is the chocolate sweet?” His captivating voice resembled a gentle breeze rustling through a cluster of bamboo, with an irresistible seduction

was about the chocolate, he sounded like he was referring to his

she couldn’t taste the chocolate’s

it sweet?” he

her gaze away from him as her subconscious demanded, but an