The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 537

However, at that moment, no one dared to step forward. They didn’t even have the guts to breathe loudly.

These two were the most influential men in Strico, after all. Approaching them at that moment would be like serving as cannon fodder.

“So what?” Jonathan said coldly.

Rosalie glared at Jonathan. She then turned to support Calvin’s hand, which was broken. “How are you feeling? Does it hurt? Do

you need medical attention? Are there any doctors in the banquet hall?”

She knew that some large banquets would be staffed with medical personnel in case of emergencies.

“I’m okay. It’s just a fracture,” Calvin answered. As he spoke, he reflected on how many years had been since he had experienced the pain of a broken bone.

But it was precisely because Calvin was feeling it now that he could better empathize with Rosalie when all her finger bones were broken back then.

“How much pain did she endure? The pain she went through was probably tenfold or a hundredfold worse than what I’m feeling now,” Calvin said inwardly.

Rosalie looked guilty. She was aware that Calvin’s unwarranted injury had happened because of her.

“There’s nothing ‘okay’ about this! If it doesn’t heal properly, maybe in the future…”

Nevertheless, before Rosalie could finish her sentence, a strong force pulled her into a broad embrace.

Suddenly, her body stiffened. Right after that, she started to struggle. “Jonathan Youngblood! Let go of me!” Rosalie yelled.

However, Jonathan simply lifted her onto his shoulder.

there were numerous professional security

break through the blockade created by the

pain in his injured wrist and resorted to using his fists.

his fighting skills. He

self-defense. Calvin wanted to protect the people he cared about, too.

Calvin, who usually appeared aloof and refined, fiercely assaulting others. His entire being exuded

the professional bodyguards

moment’s peace for the rest of their lives. I, Calvin Gunner, am a man of my word! Even

doubt whether Calvin’s words were serious

gaze had

single-handedly struggled to get up. But

foot.

was evident when faced with an enemy. However, even so, as Calvin rushed toward Jonathan’s car, the vehicle had already

was too late for Calvin to catch up.

eyes were fixed on the departing car. His handsome face was now marked with anxiety and gloom. “Is Jonathan trying to

then, she struggled to sit up. “What are you trying

The man sitting beside her chuckled coldly. His beautiful eyes locked onto her. His gaze was cold

his arms pressing on either side of her body, almost imprisoning her within his embrace.

front seat. It effectively divided the car’s space. The rear seat which was larger than an ordinary car,

of panic flashed

to eagerly put on the gown he prepared

face revealed

he was jealous. In fact, Jonathan was consumed by an uncontrollable jealousy. He had never experienced such intense jealousy before. Yet, when he saw the photos sent by Rosalie’s bodyguards, whom he had sent to monitor her, Jonathan felt his