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?”

coldly. His eyes, though, turned all gentle the

hurt a lot?” Jonathan

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

Jonathan’s forehead on that note. As lightly as he could, he touched the blood trickling down from the corner of

had scarred the corner of her

wipe them off.” As Rosalie spoke, she was about to take out a tissue and wipe away the blood oozing out of

grabbed Rosalie’s hand and stopped her. “Save

of that,

touch at the corner of her

my blood!” Rosalie secretly

felt a burning sensation all over

seemed to have finally cleaned up the bloodstains on Rosalie’s lips. Pressing his

with a trace of self-reproach, “It was my fault that you got

as it might, she seemed unable to lift her stiff arm at that point,

you for showing up and saving me,”

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

around her nose, and they

not those physical injuries but the wounds in Rosalie’s

time would tell when all the hurt

a halt at the front gate of the

special consulting room. The second Rosalie arrived, the doctor

was nothing to worry about, for

a new blouse was

dressed,” came Jonathan’s command.

near the shoulder, there was

reached out, intending to take the blouse, but Jonathan did not seem to mean to hand it to her.

regarded

convenient for you to change your own clothes.”

of that. With that, her already red and swollen