The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 777

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?”

ashen, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead. He furrowed his brow and pressed one

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

face. She retrieved a tissue to wipe the sweat

are you doing?” He spoke through clenched teeth, trembling from the pain.

tightly, causing pain, but 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 comforting

fractured memory flashed

pain, Jon? Wait for

the past resurfaced, causing him to drift into a momentary

memories blurred, and Jonathan gazed at Rosalie as he

Jonathan with concern before dashing out of the

past and also

emerged in Jonathan’s mind. It was the moment Rosalie returned. She had opened the door and rushed to

back and didn’t leave Jonathan.

Jonathan moaned, the name

were taken aback by the

time since Rosalie heard Jonathan call her that. Even in

wasn’t just the woman he loved. She was

that addressing her as Rosie made him feel less

on his forehead. She leaned in, resting her forehead against his. “Jon, I’m here. Just lie down for a while until the

her as if his excruciating headache was nothing compared to

it had been on the tip of his tongue for years. He seemed

to ask, his words

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

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