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 her within his embrace.

the extent of his concession. In fact, he had never imagined compromising

gradually destroyed by her, yet he still longed

hurt. She felt suffocated in Jonathan’s embrace.

discomfort was his

in his arms as

yesterday. Did he not believe a word I said? Or perhaps, he never believed in my love?”

his head, and their eyes locked in a silent

her heart throbbing, realizing that her explanations,

to him.

this matter,” he declared, leading her to

lay a cake,

with a gentle smile. “If you don’t fancy breakfast, we can have lunch

everything were normal. It was as though the conflicts and doubts

of ending the matter?” Rosalie thought while staring at the half-finished cake. She should have felt joy at the sight of it, but now, she only felt a hint of melancholy

this were how they settled the matter, misunderstandings would forever linger between

had to clarify

and I…” But Rosalie’s words were cut short as Jonathan’s lips

her mouth. In the end, he bit her lips

you not to bring up anything between you and him? I don’t care about your past; I just want you to stay with me in the future.” Rosalie felt the heat on her lips, but a cold sensation enveloped

my explanations or believe my words. Does he

you don’t care even if I say I’ve recovered my memory and now remember everything about