Chapter 777

He was the one talking!

“I want you, Jon!” Jonathan paused a second, wondering whose voice was replying in his mind, before realizing it was Rosalie’s.

Jonathan stared at Rosalie and stroked his temple with one hand. His head started to ache as if it was being pierced by a sharp needle.

“Rosie, if you want me, then you can’t leave me. Not now, not ever!” The voices appeared again.

“Okay, Jon. I won’t leave you!”

“Rosie… Rosie…”

Jonathan kept calling Rosalie’s name as if it was the most important thing for him.

His head throbbed with pain, a jumble of fragmented memories and

conversations racing through his mind too quickly to grasp.

“What are these voices and conversations? Is this between her and me?” he wondered.

“Mr. Youngblood, are you experiencing a headache again?” Gary noticed Jonathan’s unusual behavior and rushed over.

Jonathan took a deep breath but let out a groan in the process. This headache was more intense than any he had had before.

Rosalie, who held Guillermo in her arms, hurried to Jonathan, her voice laced with concern. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

face turned ashen, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead. He furrowed his

to be experiencing a severe headache. I’ll call Dr. Hale to come over,” the butler said, quickly making his way to

She retrieved a tissue to wipe the sweat from his brow, but as her hand approached,

doing?” He spoke through

she didn’t flinch. “Are you hurting right now? Please don’t talk. The more you talk, the more it’ll hurt. Just hold on a

voice was gentle yet firm,

a fractured memory flashed through

you experiencing stomach pain, Jon? Wait for

past

gazed at Rosalie as he recalled the days of their past.

home, and Rosalie was watching Jonathan

continued, in the past and also

Rosalie returned. She had opened the door and rushed to Jonathan, medicine in hand. “Jon, I bought

and didn’t leave Jonathan.

the name slipping

were taken aback by the words.

a long time since Rosalie heard Jonathan call her that. Even in their earlier, more

him, she wasn’t just the woman he loved. She

her as Rosie made him feel less lonely.

out with her free hand, the one Jonathan wasn’t holding, and gently touched the damp hair on his forehead. She leaned in, resting her forehead against his. “Jon,

her as if his excruciating headache was nothing compared to

as Rosie just now?” The name was so familiar as if it had been on the

his words catching in his throat.

talk now. You have a headache, and it’s easy to bite your tongue when you speak. I’ll answer any questions you have when you’re feeling better,” Rosalie reassured him. “Let go of my hand first. I’ll give you a massage. It

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