The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 373

Chapter 373

When Rosalie pushed open the door of the CEO’s Office, she saw a tall figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window and staring at the Strico skyline.

Rosalie got

the odd impression that this scene was similar to a poster. With him standing there, it felt like the whole Strico was under his control.

It was true because he was powerful and influential in Strico.

He was no longer as frail and alone as he had been in the early morning.

“Jon,” she said.

He looked her way and grinned. “There you are.”

“Yeah, I brought you a lunchbox. Let’s see if you like it.” She made her way to the coffee table and set the food down.

He then walked over, popped the lunchbox’s lid open, and sat down on the couch.

Rosalie remembered the days when she used to eat lunch with him every day in his office.

“Is it tasty?” Rosaline asked expectantly, not knowing whether the cuisine she chose today was to his liking.

“Yet, not bad,” he replied.

“That’s good.” She breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way, do you suffer headaches very often these days? I’ll make an appointment with a doctor for you. What do you

say?” Jonathan spoke out of the blue.

Rosalie paused and hurriedly said, “That’s not necessary. I have been seeing a doctor.”

obviously not good at it. Didn’t you have a headache again when you were at

suddenly felt guilty. “I…

stared at her.

Yeah.” She dipped her head and carried on with her

she felt a growing sense

eyes on her right now although

you need me to find a

time being… I have made another appointment with the doctor for tomorrow. I guess I’ll

had lost her memories and whether she had ever

tomorrow… She thought, “If there is a result

sounded. “Then wait

at this point to notice the flashing grimness

Rosalie cleaned the table and picked up a fruit knife and an apple, asking Jonathan, “Do you want an apple? I’ll peel

was slightly

concentrate on peeling the apple

difficult for her

that her finger bones had been crushed and broken when she was imprisoned, causing her knuckles

for her to do

having a hard time peeling

said that

fixed his bright eyes on her hands, seemingly trying to convince himself

finally finished peeling the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief and handed it to Jonathan. “Done.

are.”

grabbed it and took a bite. The luscious texture tingled in

sweet?” she

very sweet,” he

take one too. Then Rosalie picked up another apple and was

he stretched out his long arm and took her into his arms. “Why bother taking the effort to peel

more?”

he brought the apple he had just

bite out of the

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