The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 474

“So, this man… is the backer that the legal assistant mentioned?” one of the terrified kidnappers thought.

The kidnapper could only wonder what sort of backer could be that capable.

At that moment, Jonathan shot a chilly gander at the man without a mask before he ordered his subordinates beside him, “Teach this man a lesson of a lifetime later. He shall have a taste of his own medicine.”

“Understood,” replied the subordinate. Deep down, he was murmuring, “Poor man… To be taught a lesson from Mr. Youngblood would only mean to have one foot in the grave!”

That sent shivers down that man’s spine. Right when Jonathan was all ready to hop onto the black Bentley with Rosalie in his arms, the man suddenly yelled, “Who exactly are you? And she… Is she really just a mere assistant?”

In his book, no backer could grant such privilege to an assistant, one who only had average looks at that.

Everything around him seemed to have gone crazy, or so he thought.

He had simply cut himself a business deal, to begin with. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect things to end up like that.

No one answered his questions. Jonathan had already gotten into the car with Rosalie in his embrace, and slowly, the car drove away from the scene.

In the car, Rosalie expressed her gratitude toward Jonathan, “Thank you.”

Had it not been for him, Rosalie would have ended up in quite a miserable state that day.

“Aren’t you a smart one to have contacted me?” uttered Jonathan “Do you know who you’ve offended?”

Rosalie shook her head at that. She had indeed stepped on some people’s toes, but at that instant, she could not very well figure out the person who would resort to such means.

“This is already the second time,” Jonathan said.

“What second time?” Rosalie froze.

“Didn’t someone try to harm you the last time at the entrance of the residential area where you live now? Today’s their second attempt.”

“You mean… they’re under the same order?”

His eyes, though, turned all gentle the second

it hurt a lot?” Jonathan

can still bear with it.” Even though one side of Rosalie’s cheeks was painfully scorching, the hurt was actually

on that note. As lightly as he could, he touched the blood trickling down from the corner of Rosalie’s lips with his

slaps had scarred the corner of

to take out a tissue and wipe away the

and stopped her. “Save the

supposed to mean?” Rosalie wondered as she blinked in befuddlement. On the heels of that, all she could see

at the corner of her lips was what Rosalie felt next.

my blood!” Rosalie secretly shouted.

burning sensation all over

a long time, Jonathan seemed to have finally cleaned up

of self-reproach, “It was my fault that you got hurt.”

Be that as it might, she seemed unable to lift her stiff

thank you

himself, saying, “I failed to keep you away from harm. The last thing I want to see is you

silent. Jonathan’s breath hung around her nose, and they seemed as intimate as

injuries but the wounds

when all

car came to a halt at the front gate of the hospital, Jonathan carried

special consulting room. The second Rosalie arrived, the doctor gave her a round of examination.

it was nothing more than some bruises. There was nothing to worry about, for the redness and swelling on her face would subside in a few days.

blouse was placed right before her

dressed,” came Jonathan’s

that her blouse was torn apart near the shoulder, there was no way she

but Jonathan did not seem to mean to hand

that, Rosalie regarded

it’ll be convenient for you to

With that, her