The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 504

“You… Are you abandoning me?” His thin lips moved slowly, and it seemed that he needed a lot of effort to say those words.

“Abandon?” Incredulous, Rosalie repeated that word in her mind; and she suddenly wanted to laugh.

She continued thinking, “For the type of man he is, how can I afford to have such a man at my side?”

“You’re really drunk. Let me get up. It’s late now…”

Before she could finish her words, he suddenly lowered his face even more, and the tip of his nose was about to touch the tip of her nose. “Drunk…” He seemed to cry and laugh simultaneously. “Rosie, I’m not drunk. I’m very conscious…”

His breath and aura surrounded her body. He said repeatedly that he wasn’t drunk. However, if he was actually not intoxicated, he wouldn’t have said those words.

“Don’t abandon me, okay?” He murmured. His voice was very hoarse, and his dark eyes, now full of pain, implored with her.

It was as if her promise was crucial to him.

Rosalie knew that he was drunk now and possibly wouldn’t remember what he had said tomorrow morning. But she still couldn’t help saying, “Jonathan, why are you asking me this when it means nothing? You said I’m abandoning you, but it is you who doesn’t want me at the very beginning!”

A hint of desperation crept across his face.

Her voice continued. “In the past, I said I wanted you because I took you as my family and loved you. But I don’t love you now. Naturally, I won’t want you.”

“Yes, neither I love nor want him!” she emphasized internally. Not only was she telling him that, but she also wanted to say it to herself.

His eyes gradually turned scarlet. Her words were constantly stimulating his eardrums and making him feel immense pain.

“She doesn’t love me, so she doesn’t want me either…” he murmured inwardly.

An infinite panic permeated his body. It seemed like he couldn’t keep the woman pinned under his body at his side, even when he tried his best.

his head and kissed her

I don’t want it to happen! How could she do that?” he

kiss. She raised her hand and tried to push him away, but he held her hands at

he slightly loosened his grip on her wrist. She suddenly raised her hand and

Whack!

sound of a slap rang in the small rental home.

to the force,

burning pain in her palm. It was

his beautiful eyes, he turned his gaze on her- face

body was

just slapped him, I won’t be

dare to hit someone of his stature!

to be afraid of!’ she closed her eyes and

much more severe. Some torture she endured was so horrible that she wished she had

the pain she

help but open her eyes and saw Jonathan holding her hand. He focused his stare on it and asked softly,

a complex emotion that even she couldn’t

her heart.

cherished her very much. But in reality, he could abandon

my hand hurts or not for slapping you. Your actions disgust

pulled her hand away

complexion was a strange mix of scarlet and paleness.

Next, he was overtaken by a nauseous feeling. With

then heard the sounds of vomiting coming

drank too much to the point of

at her right hand. She still felt

help but smile bitterly. “It looks like hitting someone hurts not only others but