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.

across his mind again. However, that time around, he had a vivid view that he himself was holding an

though he had no intention

stead? Why? I’m the one to blame! I’m the one

10:22

To call him miserable would be an

he fathom the reason for him to utter those words. He wondered if that picture in his head was from the time when he mistook Rosalie’s death.

it because I thought she was dead that I became that desolate?” was his

severe headache began swelling in his head.

about to explode at any second. A muffled scream escaped Jonathan, and all of a sudden, he only felt like he was trapped in total darkness, a choking devastation permeating his body.

after another came

his might, he struggled to break free from

blue, a voice chimed in

feeling unwell? Can you hear me? Open your eyes!”

him, seemingly pulling

he felt her fingers rubbing his forehead to ease the agony within

opened his eyes. That

face. “Are you having a headache again? Should we go to the hospital? Or should I ask Gary to contact Dr. Hale and let Dr. Hale make a trip to

latter’s dark gaze was fixated on the person before his eyes. A sheen of

lady back then, to the extent that he would feel that

his mind might look like pure projections from a bystander watching from the sidelines, the last episode he

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