The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 744

“It wasn’t purely coincidental. Yvette picked you as her scapegoat from the start. Yvette had a crush on Zachary, but you were his girlfriend at the time. So, choosing you as the scapegoat seemed like the perfect plan for her,” Jonathan ́explained.

Rosalie’s hair stood on her back.

It turned out that Yvette’s idea was to kill two birds with one stone!

She didn’t happen to be a scapegoat by chance. She had been deliberately chosen. to shoulder the blame from the very outset of this conspiracy.

Rosalie closed her eyes and digested the truth.

Much of the truth was harsh, but perhaps an even harsher reality lay in wait for her ahead.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and her hands clenched the thin quilt covering her. After a prolonged silence, she opened her eyes, gazed at Jonathan again, and asked, “When you reopened the case back then, you were actually hoping I wouldn’t uncover the truth, weren’t you? So, you found Mike, leading me to believe that was the whole truth.”

Jonathan’s body quivered slightly, and he slowly walked toward Rosalie.

Every time he took a step closer, her fingers clenched the sheet tighter. Finally, he stood by the bed and knelt down in front of her. “I’m sorry. At that time, I believed that this was the best way to bring closure to the case.

He had never thought that he would apologize so many times.

However, in recent days, he had uttered numerous apologies before her, both when she was awake and when she was asleep.

“Why did you lie to me?” She drew a deep breath and raised her voice unconsciously. “You could have chosen not to share the truth and refrain from investigating the case. But why did you lie to me? Why did you lead me to believe that Mike was the true perpetrator? Why did you seek to protect Yvette?”

she asked felt like the sharpest of blades, piercing his

me once you knew the truth, but I was equally afraid you’d persist in investigating. Lwanted to bring you justice and restore your

the way you love someone? Do you love me

please forgive me. I would put Yvette in jail, put the Hamilton family through a lawful trial, and I… I can also go to jail and endure the

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His voice choked.

longer the formidable Jonathan of Strico, but a poor man begging

as she looked at Jonathan blankly. He knelt in front of her with pain and regret on his face, but she didn’t

had suffered so much. It came too late, as she had placed her unwavering trust in the

might have been if they had

silence prompted Jonathan to hastily reach for her hand. His hands were cold and trembling. As he clasped her hand, it felt as

on her. Once

said if I cried, you’d forgive me. Can I cry then? I’ll cry for as long as you want, shed as many tears as necessary. Please forgive me,” he implored, tears

though something heavy was constricting her

that one day she would

his cheeks, falling onto her and his hands, each drop feeling like

out to his face with the hand that wasn’t held by him. As her fingers brushed against

her mouth, pushed Jonathan away, and rushed into the bathroom. She leaned

experienced such intense vomiting since her pregnancy. But today, it felt as if she wanted to

like this, Jonathan became instantly alarmed. Subconsciously, he raised his hand to comfortingly stroke her back, attempting to aid her in

touched her back,