The Ceo’s Convict Wife
Chapter 474
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?”
out after running an investigation,” Rosalie stated Jonathan coldly. His eyes, though, turned all gentle the second
lot?” Jonathan
of Rosalie’s cheeks was painfully scorching, the hurt was actually much lighter compared to what she had gone through in
could, he touched the blood trickling down from the corner of Rosalie’s lips
had scarred the
she was about to take out a tissue and wipe away
grabbed Rosalie’s hand and stopped
blinked in befuddlement. On the heels of that, all she could see was Jonathan’s face closing in right before her
warm, moist touch at the corner of her lips was what Rosalie felt next.
my blood!”
a burning sensation all over the
Jonathan seemed to have finally cleaned up the
a trace of self-reproach, “It was my
action is?” Rosalie asked herself. Be that as it might, she seemed unable to lift her stiff arm at that point, let alone push Jonathan away.
be injured… but you’re not to blame. If anything, I must thank you for showing up
failed to keep you away from harm. The
hung around her nose,
injuries but the wounds in Rosalie’s heart that were hurting.
time would tell when all the hurt would
a halt at the front gate of the hospital, Jonathan carried Rosalie and
special consulting room. The second Rosalie arrived, the doctor gave her a round of examination.
nothing to worry about, for the
was done, a new blouse was
dressed,” came Jonathan’s
She returned a response. Considering that her blouse was torn apart near the shoulder, there was no way she
the blouse, but Jonathan did not seem to mean to
of that, Rosalie regarded Jonathan in utter confusion.
convenient for you
With that, her already red and swollen cheek looked even more
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