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?”

his brow and pressed one hand against his throbbing temple,

headache. I’ll call Dr. Hale to come over,”

a tissue to wipe the sweat from his brow,

What are you doing?” He spoke through

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.

gentle yet

a fractured memory flashed through Jonathan’s mind.

Jon? Wait for me. I’ll buy some

The same voice from the past resurfaced, causing him to drift into

Rosalie as he recalled

Rosalie was watching Jonathan with concern before dashing out of

past and also in

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

came back and

moaned, the name

Rosalie and Jonathan were taken aback

her that. Even in their earlier, more intimate days, he would

she wasn’t just the woman he

said that addressing her as

holding, and gently touched the damp hair on his forehead. She leaned in,

her as if his excruciating headache was nothing compared to

did I address her as Rosie just now?” The name was so familiar as if it had been on the tip of his

ask, his

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

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