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?”

though, turned all gentle

lot?”

one side of Rosalie’s cheeks was painfully scorching, the hurt

pucker creased Jonathan’s forehead on that note. As lightly as he could, he touched the blood trickling

the corner of her

Rosalie spoke, she was about to

Rosalie’s hand and stopped her.

Rosalie wondered as she blinked in befuddlement. On the heels of that, all she

moist touch at the corner of her lips was

my blood!” Rosalie secretly

a burning sensation all over

a long time, Jonathan seemed to have finally cleaned up the bloodstains on Rosalie’s lips. Pressing his forehead

piped up with a trace of self-reproach, “It was my fault that

realize how suggestive his action is?” Rosalie asked herself. Be that as it might, she seemed unable to

thank you for showing up and saving me,”

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

breath hung around her nose, and they seemed as intimate

so, Jonathan knew that it was not those physical injuries but

tell when all the hurt would

the front gate of the hospital,

awaiting their arrival in the special consulting room. The second Rosalie arrived, the doctor

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

new blouse was placed right before her

dressed,” came Jonathan’s

apart near the shoulder, there was no way she could continue wearing it.

the blouse, but Jonathan did not seem to mean to

that, Rosalie regarded Jonathan

convenient for you

Rosalie blushed as she thought of that. With that, her already red and swollen