The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

Rosalie felt her face burning again when she recalled what happened last night.

She was awake now, but she didn’t open her eyes. She was afraid the situation would be too embarrassing if she did so and saw Jonathan.

“Besides, what shall I say to him when I open my eyes so I won’t feel embarrassed?” she pondered.

Rosalie began to consider these questions.

But before she could decide, a voice addressed her. “Are you awake? If you’re awake, there’s no need to keep your eyes closed. Maybe… Are you afraid of seeing me?”

Rosalie’s body quivered, and she snapped her eyes open immediately. An exquisitely handsome face came into her sight. It was Jonathan!

Supporting himself with his hands propping at the edge of the bed, he leaned toward her, and his face came very close to her face. She felt his gentle breath lightly caressing her face.

She could even count his eyelashes at such a short distance.

His long and dark eyelashes, which complemented his gorgeous eyes, were something that even women would be jealous of. When she met his gaze, she inadvertently recalled the endless allure and mesmerizing charm his eyes had displayed last night. They were fatally seductive and expressed a desire to devour her then.

“What are you thinking about?” he suddenly asked her.

Rosalie was flustered, and her face was red. “N-Nothing…” she blurted.

She put on her clothes quickly and was about to get out of bed, but he stopped her by saying, “Wait a second.”

him lowering himself before her. With a knee on the ground, he squatted there and

for her.

not least, he put her slippers on for her and

what are you doing?” Rosalie

you going to wash

but her

firmly on her own two feet. He told

she answered in a low voice. Lifting

She saw him lowering his head

mirror.

now is the feeling of being protected and

to her. “I can help you if you can’t

and began brushing her teeth but didn’t notice that he was staring

“You… You

and nearer and finally pressed against her hair. The scent of her hair filled his nostrils. “Please love me more. Love

his greatest

washed

with a wooden comb, he grabbed the comb in her hand abruptly. “Let

froze for a

beamed as he took the comb. He then

gentle as if he was polishing his

she pondered involuntarily, “How many

Jonathan through

face was still scarlet at this moment. Nevertheless, her eyes and expression spoke of a shy but blissful happiness, while he had a

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