The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 721

Jonathan’s embrace tightened around Rosalie, his unease was almost palpable. His tight hold begged questions.

What was it that he feared?

Was it perhaps the lingering impact of Howard’s foreboding parting words? Rosalie’s intuition stirred, prompting her to gently probe, “Jonathan, are you worried… that I’ll be upset?”

Jonathan’s body stiffened at her words, his breath quickening.

Yet, he offered no reply. Instead, he pulled her closer into a tight embrace. Rosalie could not help but feel she had hit the mark with her assumption. It appeared that Howard’s parting words had indeed shaken Jonathan.

After all, when Howard finished his words, Jonathan’s reaction, the hostility, the glint of menace in his eyes were enough to unsettle anyone.

It felt as though Howard had crossed a forbidden line, one that Jonathan could not bear.

“Don’t worry,” Rosalie reassured him. “I won’t be upset.”

Jonathan’s lips trembled, his voice shaky as he responded, “You… won’t… be upset?”

“No, I won’t,” she affirmed with a warm smile. She raised both of her hands and tenderly cupped his face. “I’m guessing Howard came to discuss the Hamilton Jade Gardens project, am I correct? I understand that you’ve been seeking justice for what happened to me, but don’t fret. Whatever he said last won’t come between us.”

He gazed at her with a dazed expression. “You truly don’t care about what he said?”

“Back then, you didn’t know me, did you? For you, I was just someone who had accidentally caused the death of your fiancée. Some people in prison intentionally made things difficult for me to gain your favor. However, at that time, it was something insignificant to you.”

Rosalie looked at him calmly as her fingers gently traced the corners of his eyes. “Jonathan, when we started dating and I fell in love with you, I had already moved past that chapter. Didn’t you tell me that if you had known me earlier, you wouldn’t have let me suffer?” she continued.

His eyelashes trembled, a myriad of emotions dancing in his eyes. Jonathan pondered if she perceived his fear as merely tied to that particular incident and if she assumed he had easily brushed it aside all those years ago.

feared her

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her learning of his

on, and

don’t mind?” he

she

lowered his gaze, tenderly brushing his cheek against her palm. “I wish I had met you and fallen in love with you earlier.”

might have been

the future, let’s be open and honest about everything, okay? Jon, I

lips. “Did you see Warren again

was involved in Irene’s supposed abortion,” Rosalie explained. “And Warren’s reaction was just as you predicted. He still loves Amelia, and

Amelia, if he had confronted his feelings and discussed past grievances honestly when he

left unsaid, and it is best if

gasped, her

asked, his voice lacing with

pregnancy, Rosalie had been questioning the faint sensations she had occasionally felt, wondering if they were

the kicks she experienced now left no room for doubt; they were undeniably real.

each one following the last

baby is kicking you?” Jonathan’s gaze remained fixed

his hand to where the baby’s movements were most

of some theoretical knowledge about when pregnant women might sense fetal movements and what they might feel like. Yet, theoretical knowledge

be an entirely unique and profound moment. It felt as if he was connecting with the tiny, vibrant lives inside her belly, a life that

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and grow after