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.

and said, “By the way, when I brought Rosalie here, I asked her about their relationship with Calvin. She said that they had nothing to do with each other. The video online was just a

lazily, “Alan, did you bring her here today to tell me

Jonathan was asking Alan, he

could only smile awkwardly.

to me again. Don’t even mention her name in

something like that because of a woman. Now, Jonathan sounds like he is extremely disgusted with Rosalie. Is there really no hope for Rosalie now? But on the other hand, doesn’t this mean that Rosalie still

that moment, a woman in the waitress uniform stepped forward and said, “Mr. Youngblood, I really appreciate your standing up for me, but there is no

like me!”

with her left hand, and the index finger of her right hand was wrapped in gauze. The white gauze was

around and said to the waitress, “If I don’t think you are an insignificant person, you are not an insignificant person.” As he spoke, he held her right hand. “Does your finger still hurt?”

the waitress look flattered. The others around her looked

prize in the lottery! This is the exact representation of achieving the pinnacle of life with

she stammered shyly, “It’s much better

pull out your nails just now, let’s pluck

But I think he must have recognized his error now. Mr. Youngblood, why

a woman could easily arouse men’s

that, Rosalie was shocked, and her

a joke. It turned out that the man kneeling on the ground was a perpetrator, and the woman in waitress clothing with her finger injured

Jonathan seeking justice

Jonathan, who was interacting with the waitress in a trance. From her point of view, what

chiseled jawline, and a straight nose, His thin lips were moving, seemingly

her before flashed through her

helped her turn over the case and