The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 291

At that moment, she found herself in a situation that made her both amused and perplexed.

Yet, quietly observing him on the side was also a gratifying experience. It was something she had never imagined-her and him, spending time together in such a manner.

In his office, he was completely absorbed, swiftly reviewing the documents in his hands while continuously annotating

them.

It was clear that his speed in reviewing was remarkable, and concurrently, he occasionally gave instructions for follow-up tasks to the senior on the other end of his computer.

As Rosalie watched Jonathan in this state, a sense of admiration suddenly washed over her. People often said that men were at their most charming when they were engrossed in their work, and it appeared to be true in this case.

Everyone knew that Jonathan was the reigning titan of the business world, due to his association with the century-old powerhouse, the Youngblood family. However, no one was born to be great; even with the Youngblood family’s support, if he was not hard-working enough, he would still fail to maintain his position at any time.

The current position of the Youngblood family and his standing were the result of his tireless work.

Rosalie’s gaze settled on the side profile of Jonathan’s face. From her view, she could see his well-defined nose, distinct facial. contours, alluring lips, and unwavering jawline.

In this moment, his eyelids were half-lowered as he remained focused on the documents in front of him. His long eyelashes cast a captivating shadow on his eyelids.

His eyes were truly striking, and when those eyes met hers, it was as if they were shimmering with a multitude of emotions, inviting an irresistible urge to keep looking.

“I like your eyes,” suddenly, this phrase flashed through her mind!

split moment a daze, and there came a faint headache. Had she uttered these

tearful eyes flooded her

my, why was she thinking of Calvin? Rosalie vigorously shook her head, attempting to dispel these thoughts

shaking your head?” Out of nowhere, a voice

looked up and found that Jonathan had, unnoticed by her, moved over from

slightly, not wanting to mention the matter of Calvin. After all, Calvin had clearly been intoxicated tonight, and he likely had no

had mistaken her

and Calvin and Jonathan had apparently been childhood friends. She didn’t want any real friction to arise between

thought, “Just treat tonight’s events as if they

to hide

He arched an eyebrow slightly and used his finger to lift her

eyes seemed to peer straight

very often,”

he seemed inclined to accept it. He couldn’t help but smile. “Why, do you

supposed to respond to that? If, one day, he did cry, then she would…

didn’t really want to witness him cry. It was just that even resilient men like him had their vulnerable moments. Whenever he mentioned his parents, it made her feel like

cry, I will,” he said, his voice echoing once again in the

in astonishment, her face filled with

going on?”

“You said, you…”

want it, I’ll do it. I’ll do my best to fulfill whatever you desire,” he said, slowly leaning

his dark pupils. He was smiling but was spelling his words with a serious tone as if once she uttered her

in her ear once more, like

her head