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.”

doctor is obviously not good at it. Didn’t you have a headache

“I… I’ve

at her.

She dipped her head and

felt a

feel his eyes on her right now although she did not look

me to find a better

the time being… I have made another appointment with the

she would know whether she had lost her memories and whether she had ever met Calvin when she was a

She thought, “If there is a result tomorrow,

Jonathan’s voice sounded. “Then wait

at this point to notice the flashing grimness on Jonathan’s

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

was slightly lower than

peeling the apple with clumsiness while Jonathan watched

was difficult for her

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

for her to do had now become

a hard time peeling an apple for

that he was the only

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

the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh

are.”

grabbed it and took a bite. The luscious

sweet?”

sweet,”

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

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

more?”

After a brief moment of shock, she stared as he brought the apple he had just bitten to

a bite out of the apple,

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