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

lazily, “Alan, did you bring her here today

Jonathan was asking Alan, he kept staring at Rosalie.

could only smile awkwardly.

remember not to bring her to me again. Don’t even mention her

he is extremely disgusted with Rosalie. Is there really no hope for Rosalie now? But on the other

forward and said, “Mr. Youngblood, I really appreciate your standing up

like me!”

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

you are an insignificant person, you are

the

the first prize in the lottery! This is the exact

that she stammered

pull out your nails just now, let’s pluck

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 you spare him?” the woman

woman could easily arouse men’s fondness and desire to protect her.

was shocked, and

that the man kneeling on the ground was a perpetrator, and the woman

Jonathan seeking

looked at Jonathan, who was interacting with the waitress in a trance. From

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

had told her before flashed through

helped her turn over the case