The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 347

When Rosalie suddenly opened her eyes, she realized that she had dreamed about the little boy and girl again.

She woke up when she just dreamed that the little boy had fallen down.

As soon as Rosalie opened her eyes, she met Jonathan’s eyes. But at this moment, Jonathan’s eyes were deep and serious.

“Dis you have a dreamn?” Jonathan asked, but his voice sounded so distant.

“Yeah Rosalie nodded and looked at the wall clock. It was already more than 2 a.m. “Did I wake you up?” she asked.

“No.” Jonathan said. “I just couldn’t fall asleep. What did you dream about? Your face is so pale.”

Rosalie opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say. Could she tell Jonathan that she dreamed of a little girl saving a boy, and she thought the little boy might be Calvin?

Jonathan minded Calvin’s mistaking Rosalie for someone else. Now Rosalie couldn’t figure out why she would have such a dream Was it really because Fiona had told her when they were little that Fiona had saved Calvin that Rosalie would have

such dreams?

But why did the little girl in Rosalie’s dream seem to be herself?

“Nothing,” Rosalie shook her head gently and said. “It’s not important.”

Was it not important? Jonathan’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “You have a lot of sweat on your forehead.” Jonathan raised his hand and approached Rosalie’s forehead,

Only then did Rosalie realize that her forehead seemed to be wet, and her palms and back were sweaty.

But the next moment, she found that Jonathan’s hand stopped in front of her forehead and didn’t move forward.

and asked, “What’s

fingers with difficulty and

was trembling. “Why are your

on? Why are you shaking

It

she picked up her phone and was about

the call, Jonathan had already

wrapped around Rosalie, and his face buried deep

his every breath was so heavy that she even felt her shoulder

pressure.

me first. I’ll take you to the hospital with my driver

to the hospital. I just need to hold you like this

but she maintained a still posture and let

and more tightly. His

took

in a hoarse voice with an apology, “I’m sorry to hurt you. Please bear it a little longer, okay? Let me hold you

she was around him

knew that he could panic so much by

hug would hurt her, and she only cared about how

At least now

murmured, still

make Jonathan panic to this point. She had more influence on

his hands and said to Rosalie, Imust

all, she

seemed to think of something, and his eyes darkened. “Well, I’m

Rosalie asked. If she didn’t know the reason, the would always

just had a nightmare. I was awakened by it, so my body couldn’t help shaking because of