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.”

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

guilty. “I… I’ve seen

at her.

head and carried on

she felt a growing

feel his eyes on her right now although

find a better doctor for

made another appointment with the doctor for tomorrow. I guess I’ll wait and see,”

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

is a result tomorrow, I will explain everything to

Jonathan’s voice sounded. “Then

this point to

cleaned the table and picked up a fruit knife and an apple, asking Jonathan,

was

on peeling the apple with clumsiness

difficult for her fingers to exert

had been crushed and broken

things that were previously easy for her to do had now

she was having a hard

that he was the

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

she finally finished peeling the apple, Rosalie breathed a sigh of

are.”

took a bite.

sweet?” she

sweet,” he

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

arm and took her into his arms. “Why

more?”

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

of the apple, and now

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