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

dismissed the idea of

have a hangover remedy soup. Then, I’ll send her back when she’s

glanced at the vest with resentment. He had

she was pretty eager to grasp another man’s clothes.

mansion

hangover remedy soup,”

Before leaving, she looked curiously at Lillian, who had flushing red cheeks and a vest in

her hands.

mused, “Mr. White doesn’t look right. Did

a year. During that period, Callum, in her eyes, usually masked his emotions

to have shattered whenever he

understand his emotions at

the hangover remedy soup. Callum let Lillian sit on the couch

don’t want to go home. I want to keep watching the show. Y-You send me back. I

I haven’t even settled the scores with you. You said you had to work but went to that kind of bar. I spoiled you

she was drunk, she still knew

didn’t tell you I was going to the bar!” murmured Lillian as if she was

If it were not for the picture she posted on Instagram, Callum would

Lillian whined.

vest,” said Callum. He was annoyed to see her holding a vest that

This is… I snatched it after a lot of effort!” Lillian immediately shook

“Snatched

pondered Callum. Then, he laughed out of anger. “Why did you

course. You don’t

sounded with a hint of danger. Callum approached her and placed his hands on the couch beside her, trapping

She almost