The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 585

Jonathan looked at her expressionlessly and then said, “Pluck his nails.”

“No!” Rosalie rushed up to Jonathan.

She knew that the most important thing she should do at that moment was to leave there and stay out of that matter, but perhaps that scene reminded her of the moment when she had her nails pulled out in the past and the pain that ensued.

At that time, no one helped her!

As a result, she could only be subjected to the agony.

He lifted his charming eyes and rested his cold gaze on Rosalie.

When her eyes met his gaze, she shivered again. His gaze was too cold and icy.

It was like a bottomless cold pond. The longer she looked into his eyes, the colder she felt.

“No?” Jonathan slowly stood up and looked at her coldly. “What right do you have to say no to me?”

Her body trembled. The person in front of her was not Jonathan she had known before, let alone Jon!

Now, he was Mr. Youngblood from Strico, and she was nothing but an insignificant ant in his eyes!

“In your opinion, is pulling out someone’s nails something effortless for you, and you can do so as you please?” Rosalie took a deep breath.

Her face was pale under the light, and her body was still trembling slightly. Nevertheless, she continued to stare into the eyes of the man before her.

Jonathan narrowed his eyes, giving off an intimidating vibe.

Rosalie here, I asked her about their relationship with Calvin. She said that they had

her here today to tell me about this?”

Jonathan was asking Alan, he

only smile awkwardly.

better remember not to bring her to me again. Don’t even mention her name in front of me. Otherwise, don’t blame me for disregarding our years of friendship!”

extremely disgusted with Rosalie. Is there really no hope for Rosalie now? But on the other hand, doesn’t this mean that Rosalie still holds

uniform stepped forward and said, “Mr. Youngblood, I really appreciate your standing up for me, but there is no need to affect your friendship between

like me!”

hand with her left hand, and the index finger of her right hand

an insignificant person, you are

inquiry, it made the waitress look flattered. The others around her

more enviable than winning the first prize in the lottery! This is the exact representation

she stammered

your nails just now,

you had not come to my rescue in time, my nails would have been pulled out, Mr. Youngblood. But I think he must have recognized his error now. Mr. Youngblood, why don’t

men’s fondness and desire to protect her.

was shocked,

a joke. It turned out that the man kneeling on the ground was a perpetrator, and the

thought, “Is Jonathan seeking justice for

trance. From her point of view, what she saw now was

His thin lips were

flashed through her mind. “I’ll seek

her turn over the case and sought justice