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!

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

that moment, Calvin’s tearful eyes

shook her head, attempting to dispel these thoughts of

matter? Why are you shaking your head?” Out of

and found that Jonathan had, unnoticed by her,

wanting to mention the matter of Calvin. After all, Calvin had clearly been intoxicated tonight, and he

seemed that Calvin had mistaken her for someone

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

tonight’s events as if they had never

hide

with her response. He arched an eyebrow slightly

dark eyes seemed to

You probably don’t cry very often,” she struggled

accept it. He couldn’t help but smile.

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

Whenever he mentioned his parents, it made her feel like he was as delicate as glass, a

to see me cry, I will,” he

stared at him in astonishment, her face filled with disbelief. Did he just say… he

going on?” He smiled

“You said, you…”

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

his dark pupils. He was smiling but was

whispered in her ear once more,

head and replied,