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

felt guilty. “I… I’ve

at

her head and carried on

his gaze, she felt

her right

to find

for the time being… I have made another appointment with the doctor for

had lost her memories and whether she had

“If there is a result tomorrow, I will explain

voice sounded. “Then wait for

to notice the flashing

fruit knife and an apple,

voice was

began to concentrate on peeling the apple with

was difficult for her fingers to exert

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

that were previously easy for her to do had now become

was having a hard time peeling

said that he was the

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

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

are.”

bite. The luscious texture tingled in

it sweet?” she

very sweet,” he

up another apple

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

more?”

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

taken a bite out of the apple, and

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