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.”

Didn’t you have a headache

guilty. “I… I’ve seen

stared at

her head

gaze, she felt a growing sense of

on her right now although she did not

find a

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

memories and whether she had

is a result tomorrow, I will

Jonathan’s voice sounded. “Then wait

this point to notice the flashing grimness on Jonathan’s

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

His voice was slightly

peeling the apple with clumsiness while Jonathan

difficult for her fingers to exert

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

her to do had now

was having a hard time peeling an apple for

She said that he was the only one

bright eyes on her hands, seemingly

finally finished peeling the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief and handed

are.”

a bite. The luscious texture tingled in his

it sweet?”

sweet,”

picked up another apple and was about to

moment, he stretched out his long arm and took her into his arms. “Why

more?”

shock, she stared as he brought the apple he had just bitten to her

taken a bite out of the apple, and now the bite mark

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