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.”

on the ground, he squatted

for her.

put her slippers on for her

are you doing?” Rosalie asked

to

but her reply didn’t vocalize. “Mm… Okay. I

ensured she could stand firmly on her own two feet. He told

answered in a low voice. Lifting her gaze, she looked into the

lowering his head and

mirror.

right now is the

her. “I

this myself.” She quickly lowered her head and began brushing her teeth but didn’t notice that he was

murmured silently, “You… You finally fell in love with me. You’re mine now. But this is not

against her hair. The scent of her hair filled

was his greatest

brushing her teeth and washed her face, her

wooden comb, he grabbed the comb in her hand abruptly. “Let me brush

froze for a second.

hairstyle.” He beamed as he took the comb. He

as if he

he focused on her hair, she pondered involuntarily, “How many people in this world could receive such gentle treatment

dazed, Rosalie looked at herself and Jonathan through the mirror in front

had a loving smile on his lips. He wore a tender

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