The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 552

Originally, she thought it was just a love story of a woman forgetting her old love and falling in love with another man. It was a story full of betrayal and romance.

Nevertheless, after hearing the end of this story, she felt something entirely different.

She thought, “The woman had fallen in love but also killed the one she loved. Was it because she couldn’t accept this love? Couldn’t accept that she had changed her heart and even loved a man who imprisoned her? What happened to this woman later, after leaving this manor? Did she live with the one she originally loved? Or did she live alone?”

Somehow, she wanted to know what would happen next.

Strangely enough, she was well past the age of curiosity, but now, she was curious about the woman mentioned by Jonathan.

She wondered if it was because she was also locked up in this manor.

Rosalie got out of bed and went to the window, drawing the curtains apart.

From her window, she could see the pond in the courtyard filled with lotus flowers. Even in the night, they looked exceptionally beautiful.

To her surprise, a figure was standing by the pond, seemingly gazing at the blooming lotus flowers.

The clear moonlight cast an aura of tranquility over Jonathan as if everything had fallen silent.

Rosalie checked the time. It was past one o’clock in the morning. She wondered why he was standing there.

She should have closed the curtains and stopped looking at him, but she just kept staring at him in a daze.

Suddenly as if sensing her gaze, he slowly turned his body and gazed at her.

In an instant, their eyes met.

In the moonlight, she could clearly see his face. The silvery moonlight softened his delicate features, making him appear less cold and sharp than during the day. He looked more serene.

slightly tousled hair fell over his full forehead, framing his handsome face with its defined eyebrows, deep, beautiful eyes, straight nose, and slightly pursed lips. He looked like a sculpture, motionless,

her heart racing,

Don’t look at him

strength to close the curtains and lay back down in bed, trying

closed

passed, but in a daze, she

outside? Did I

up and checked the time. It was past three

and walked to the window. Once again, she opened the

did this. Why did she want to see if Jonathan was still outside? It was so late, so he should have returned to his room and

tall figure still

realize that he

his posture was exactly the same as when she had closed the curtains earlier. He was still standing there, tilting his chin up,

an inexplicable feeling. The next moment, she hurriedly rushed out of the room.

and put it over her head to shield herself from

covered her head and part of her body, her

felt icy cold.

She was panting slightly as she said, “What are you doing here? It’s raining. You should go back

still standing in the same spot. “Why did you come out?”

soaked. His hair was wet, and his face was covered in

get inside first,” she said, trying to pull him inside.

did you come out?” he asked stubbornly.

loss and could only say, “If I don’t come out,

about me getting wet?” he asked.

heavier, and he was already completely soaked. If this continued, he might catch