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.

defined eyebrows, deep, beautiful eyes,

felt her heart racing,

Don’t look at him

then used all her strength to close the curtains and lay back down in bed, trying to calm herself.

on, and Rosalie closed her eyes, trying to fall

in a daze, she seemed to

thought, “Is it raining outside? Did I fall asleep

up and checked the time. It was past three o’clock in the morning.

out of bed, and walked to

if Jonathan was still outside? It was so late, so he should have returned to his room and slept

his tall figure still standing by the lotus

to realize that

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

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

an umbrella in a rush, Rosalie could only grab a quilt and put it over her head to shield herself from the rain as she ran to the lotus

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

felt icy cold.

there. She was panting slightly as she said, “What

you come out?”

his face was covered in raindrops. His dark, profound eyes stared at her

she said, trying to pull him inside.

unmoving. “Why did you come out?” he asked stubbornly.

was at a loss and could only say, “If I don’t come out, are you just going to stand here in the rain?”

concerned about me getting wet?” he asked.

already completely