The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 803

Chapter 803

“Okay,” Jonathan replied and wrapped his arms around Rosalie. Before he left, he sneaked a peek at Callum.

At that instant, Callum’s visage was inundated with endless sorrow, even brimming with incomparable despair.

It seemed that even if he was alive, he was nothing more than an empty shell.

Jonathan’s heart skipped a beat, and his footsteps also came to an abrupt halt. Pieces after pieces of images flashed across his mind, but they all flickered way too fast that he could not even tell what those scenes were. “What’s the matter? Jon?” Rosalie turned and regarded Jonathan who stopped with befuddlement.

“It’s nothing.” The man’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he lifted his footsteps once more and left the banquet alongside the lady.

After hopping into the car, Jonathan leaned his back against the seat, heaving a breath while shutting his eyes.

“Are you tired?” A gentle female voice sounded near his ear.

“Kind of.”

“Have a shut-eye, then. It’ll take more than half an hour to reach the Youngblood residence from here, anyway,” stated Rosalie.

Jonathan tried hard to relax himself, but somehow, his heart appeared to be racing even quicker. The despair on Callum’s countenance he glimpsed a while ago kept running through his head.

It felt like he himself had also been that desperate once upon a time.

That said, never could he recall when he was last enveloped by such desperation.

again. However, that time around, he had a vivid view

and sad that it was as though he had no intention ‘whatsoever of living on but was forced

I die in your stead? Why? I’m the one to blame! I’m the one who deserves death!” In that scene, he was weeping buckets and yelling

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lungs out. To call him

he fathom the reason for him to utter those words. He wondered if

was dead that

headache began swelling

A muffled scream escaped Jonathan, and all of

No! Why…” One groan after another came intermittently from him.

break free from the shackles of overwhelming distraught and flee the darkness.

voice chimed in his

you okay? Are you feeling unwell? Can you hear me? Open your

bombarding him, seemingly

then that he felt her fingers rubbing his

hurt gradually faded away, and Jonathan slowly opened his eyes. That delicate, sweet

to the hospital? Or should I

was fixated on the person before his eyes.

much he loved the lady back then, to the extent that he would feel that much torment

the sidelines, the last episode he felt, though, was surreal that it carried a

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