The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 444

When Jonathan lived with Rosalie previously, they also had such a conversation.

Back then, she had answered, “Yes, of course. I like you, Jon!” Rosalie grinned. It was a drunken smile, but her answer was exactly the same as before.

At that moment, she seemed to return to the time when they got along because she was drunk. Back then, she was Rosie, and he was Jon.

“So if I were a good boy, would you be willing to be my Rosie?” Jonathan wanted Rosalie to stay with him with that identity.

Although Jonathan could not give Rosalie love, he could give her something else.

He could fulfill all her dreams and ambitions. Jonathan could make those who looked down on Rosalie kneel before her and let her become a person above all others.

He could do it as long as Rosalie would stay with him.

Perhaps only in that way would Jonathan feel less uncomfortable.

Rosalie murmured, “Okay, but… I’m always your Rosie. Jon, don’t be afraid. I will… protect you…,will protect you…”

Her eyelids gradually drooped as she spoke, and her voice became lower. In the end, her head tilted, and she fell asleep.

Jonathan gently helped her lie down, covered her with the thin quilt, and raised his hand to stroke her messy hair.

“If you really want to protect me, just stay by my side. In this way! I won’t feel pain,” murmured Jonathan in a low voice. The palm of his left hand was slowly placed on his chest where his heart was.

Jonathan once thought that as long as he did not love Rosalie, his emotions would not be controlled by her anymore. His destiny could also be controlled by himself.

However, it turned out he could not stand it even when Rosalie left.

He wanted to keep her by his side and always see her.

her but wanted to see her.

drunken state, Callum directly dismissed the idea of sending her

thought, “At least she should have a hangover remedy soup. Then, I’ll send her back when she’s awake.

resentment. He had never seen Lillian hold onto his clothes like

pretty eager to

to his mansion and

a bowl of hangover remedy soup,” ordered Callum to

curiously at Lillian,

her hands.

doesn’t look right. Did Ms. Quinn do

year. During that period, Callum, in her eyes, usually

seemed to have shattered whenever he dealt with Lillian’s matters

could understand his emotions at

the couch and said, “I’ll drive you home after you have the

go home. I want to keep watching the show. Y-You send me back. I want to see the handsome men…”

her words. “Handsome men? Lillian Quinn, I haven’t even settled the scores with you. You said you had to work but went to that kind of bar. I

winced a little. Although she was drunk, she still knew that it was her

I-I didn’t tell you I was going to the bar!”

you think?” Callum snorted angrily. If it were not for the

Lillian whined.

He was annoyed to see

I snatched it after a lot of effort!” Lillian

“Snatched

Callum. Then, he laughed out of anger. “Why did you snatch the vest?”

You don’t even know how handsome

How handsome are they?” His voice sounded with a hint of danger. Callum approached her and placed his

She almost could not