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.”

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

guilty. “I…

at

head

his gaze, she felt a growing sense

her right

find

made another appointment with the doctor for tomorrow. I

know whether she had lost her memories and whether she

“If there is a result tomorrow, I will

Jonathan’s voice sounded. “Then wait for

too preoccupied at this point to notice the

up a fruit knife and an apple, asking Jonathan, “Do

was slightly lower than

concentrate on peeling the apple with

difficult for her

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

that, things that were previously easy for her to do had now become challenging

hard time peeling an apple for

for him. She said that he

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

peeling the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief and handed it to

are.”

bite.

it sweet?” she

very sweet,” he

up another apple and

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

more?”

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

had taken a bite out of the apple, and now the bite mark was close to

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