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.

beautiful eyes, straight

felt her heart racing, making her

Don’t look

her strength to close the curtains and lay

light was on, and Rosalie closed her eyes, trying to

in a daze, she

Did I fall

checked the time. It was past three

to the window. Once again, she

see if Jonathan was still outside?

his tall figure

that he was still there!

had closed the curtains earlier. He was still

moment, she hurriedly rushed out of the

umbrella in a rush, Rosalie could only grab a quilt and put it

covered her head and part of her body, her arms and front were still being drenched by the

felt

standing there. She was panting slightly as she said, “What are you doing here? It’s raining.

you come out?” Jonathan’s cold voice echoed on the rainy night.

His hair was wet, and his face was covered in raindrops. His dark, profound eyes stared at her through the falling rain.

she said, trying to pull him inside.

remained unmoving. “Why did you come out?”

come out, are you just going to stand

are you concerned about me getting wet?” he

he was already completely soaked. If this continued, he might