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.

“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

her here today to tell me

he

could only smile awkwardly.

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

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

and said, “Mr. Youngblood, I really appreciate your standing up for me, but

like me!”

finger of her right hand was wrapped in gauze. The white

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?”

just an ordinary inquiry, it made the waitress look flattered. The others around her looked at her with

crush on her! This is even more enviable than winning the first prize in the lottery! This is the exact representation

excited that she stammered

said, “Since this man was going to pull out your nails just now, let’s pluck

Youngblood. But I think he must have recognized his error now. Mr. Youngblood, why don’t

could easily arouse men’s fondness and desire to

shocked, and

the ground was a perpetrator, and the woman in waitress clothing with her finger injured was

“Is Jonathan seeking

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

His

flashed through her mind. “I’ll

over the case and sought justice