The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 469

Chapter 469

Jonathan was naked, with a bath towel around his waist. His hair was wet and some water was dripping from it.

Seeing Rosalie in the room, Jonathan smiled and said, “Here you are.”

“Yeah.” Rosalie looked away uncomfortably.

“What’s wrong? Are you embarrassed?” Jonathan walked up to Rosalie. “Aren’t you going to help me dry my hair? I remember the first time you took me to your rental room, you volunteered to dry my hair after I took a shower.”

“You are too tall. It’s inconvenient for me to dry your hair. You should do it your…”

Before Rosalie could finish her words, Jonathan bent down and said, “Well, how about now?”

Rosalie was startled by the sudden proximity to Jonathan’s face. When Rosalie turned her head, she couldn’t help but meet his eyes.

Jonathan’s eyes seemed to have some kind of magic, which made it hard for Rosalie to look away.

Then Jonathan put a dry towel into Rosalie’s hands and said, “I like you drying my hair.”

Rosalie held the towel stiffly, covered it on Jonathan’s head, and began to wipe his wet hair.

The towel blocked Jonathan’s gaze, which made Rosalie feel less pressured.

In fact, Rosalie also helped Jonathan dry his wet hair many times after she lived in the Youngblood residence.

Despite doing the same thing now, Rosalie was in a completely different mood.

stroked the bangs on his forehead. “It seems that my hair has grown

know how. You can get a professional

most, Rosie? Didn’t you help me trim my hair when

Jonathan was going to make her repeat all the things she had done back at the rental

too much back in the

no tools here.” She could only

housekeeper to bring

many tools

she could only help him trim his hair with

ran through his slightly wet hair and the scissors began to trim

if she had gone back to the old days when she helped him dry his hair, and then he sat in a chair obediently

his

absorbed in her thoughts that the scissors slipped from her hand and were about to poke Jonathan’s neck, but he managed to catch it with

you trying to kill me, Rosie?” Jonathan looked at Rosalie in the

I was distracted just

murmured. The scissors had fallen into his hands in

a cold look on his face. He actually had the urge to give his life to her even if she really

“How could this happen?”

to live or die. He thought, “Wasn’t this what I was afraid of when I broke up with her? But why do

misunderstand. “Even if I broke up with you, it

“All this has passed”, he

“Have

killing me?” He turned his head

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