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

the extent of his concession. In fact, he had

by her, yet he still

felt suffocated

her discomfort was his words.

She strained to lift her chin in his arms as

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

head, and their eyes locked in a silent

her explanations, worries, and determination from

to him.

this matter,” he declared, leading her to the kitchen.

the kitchen counter lay a cake, its icing

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

as if everything were normal. It was as

staring at the half-finished cake. She should have felt joy at

were how they settled the matter, misunderstandings would

she had to clarify

and I…” But Rosalie’s words were cut short as Jonathan’s lips forcefully met hers, silencing all

her mouth. In the end, he

want you to

Does he only want me to stay with him?” she thought, her

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