The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 397

“Yes.” Jonathan’s answer echoed, stirring a mix of emotions within her.

“Why did you do this?” Rosalie questioned.

“Why?” Suddenly, he raised his arms, delicately pulling her into an embrace. “What about you? Why did you seek hypnotherapy from a doctor? Are you trying to reclaim memories with Calvin? Are you so reluctant to let go of that part of your past? You only spent a brief day together in your childhood, but now, you have me.”

His voice remained calm as if narrating an ordinary tale, yet it sent shivers down her spine.

“He even knows that I only spent a day with Calvin! It’s as if he knows everything, and I’m the clueless one,” she thought.

Sensing Rosalie’s body stiffening, Jonathan tightened his hold. Lips close to her ear, he continued in a low murmur, “Don’t delve into those memories anymore. Don’t you have me? Isn’t that enough for you?”

“No,” Rosalie countered in her mind. She had no desire to unearth those memories. She had made a conscious decision to bury them, treating them as her own little secret. She attempted to clarify, “Between Calvin and me…”

But Jonathan interrupted her.”

“Enough. Stop it! I don’t want to hear about anything between you and Calvin!” He held her firmly in his arms, refusing to hear what she had to say..

“Jon, listen to me…”

“I said that I don’t want to hear about anything between you and Calvin! I don’t care what happened between you and him yesterday on the hill. I can pretend that nothing happened, but don’t have any contact with him. Don’t think of him, let alone miss him.”

tightened as if he was determined to fully envelop her within his embrace.

In fact, he

her, yet

felt suffocated in

intensified her discomfort was his words.

his arms as if desperately trying

believe a word I said? Or perhaps, he never believed

his head, and their eyes locked in a

felt her heart throbbing, realizing that her explanations, worries, and determination

to him.

matter,” he declared, leading

counter lay a cake,

Your birthday cake will be ready soon,” he said with a gentle smile. “If you don’t fancy breakfast, we can

everything were normal. It was as though the conflicts and

of ending the matter?” Rosalie thought while staring at the half-finished cake. She should

they settled the matter, misunderstandings would forever linger

matter what, she had to clarify

as Jonathan’s lips forcefully met hers, silencing all her

snatching away every bit of sweetness from her mouth. In the end, he

care about your past; I just want you to

care about my explanations or believe my words. Does he only

care even if I say I’ve recovered my memory and now remember everything about Calvin and me when