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.”

determined to fully envelop

concession. In fact, he had never imagined compromising this much for a woman.

her, yet he still longed

felt suffocated in

discomfort

you believe me?” She strained to lift her chin in his arms as

him yesterday. Did he not believe a word I said?

Jonathan lowered his head, and their eyes locked in a

realizing that her explanations, worries, and determination from

to him.

end to this matter,” he declared, leading her to the

kitchen counter lay a cake, its icing half-finished.

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

his usual tone, wearing the same smile, as if everything were normal. It was as though the conflicts and doubts between them had never existed.

staring at the half-finished cake. She should have

settled the matter,

had to

But Rosalie’s words were cut short as Jonathan’s lips forcefully met hers,

sucked on her lips, snatching away every bit of sweetness from her mouth.

I just want you to stay with

my explanations or believe my words. Does he only want me to stay with him?” she thought, her heart

care even if I say I’ve recovered my memory