The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 553

Rosalie finally waited for him in Jonathan’s bedroom.

She had nowhere else to go, even if she wasn’t keen on waiting. After all, she was only permitted to roam within the premises without any way of escape.

In that case, she might as well save herself from the hassle.

Jonathan’s bedroom was about the same size as hers. All his furniture was also antique in the style. The only difference was a heavy curtain covered one side of the room’s wall.

“Don’t tell me there are blood stains left behind on this wall like the Room Where Blood Spills?”

The thought of it caused her hair to stand on end. Rosalie walked closer to the wall and gazed at the curtain as she guessed what might lie behind it. Could the curtain merely serve as a decorative piece?

The bathroom door opened right then, and Jonathan emerged after showering.

There was only a towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his toned torso. His ebony eyes were trained on Rosalie, who.. instantly felt like prey that had fallen into a trap.

He strode toward her step by step while she subconsciously retreated from him. Suddenly, her foot tripped over an object, and she tipped backward.

Rosalie let out a shriek of alarm. Her hand grabbed onto the curtain on the side, pulling it instinctively.

The curtain was drawn open immediately just as an arm simultaneously reached out to break her fall.

Her eyes met Jonathan’s handsome face.

“Thank you…” She steadied herself awkwardly after a moment and looked away to avoid his gaze.

However, she was subsequently stunned by what she saw. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she took in the wall behind the curtain she’d accidentally drawn open.

numerous photos of

how…” she murmured.

wall.” He finished off her sentence and stared

throat becoming unusually parched under his attention while his fingers gently

body seemed locked in

can’t sleep. Without looking at these photos, I’m

end.”

and felt her emotions being stirred into turmoil. “Does this mean that he’s having insomnia?

how horrible it feels to be unable to sleep?” He murmured, “I can’t fall asleep no matter how desperately I want to.

longer worked, he switched

circles under Jonathan’s eyes due to

down and rested his head on her

to have found a kind of satisfaction from

love me, she’s still with me now, right?”

her shoulders with part of his body

like a deadbeat individual seeking sanctuary. It didn’t matter to him that it

sought solace in. It was as if she was the only one in the world he could rest his head on, and

with such an idea!” Rosalie commented self-mockingly. She couldn’t possibly be the only one he relied on. It was but a false impression she formed after witnessing his body’s

back to

barely taken a step when she felt herself pushed down on the bed in one fell swoop shortly after.

She tried to push him away in

he uttered in a low voice and buried his face in the crook of her

seemed like the only way he could fill the void in his heart and put him at ease to the