The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 832

Agyness suddenly felt like an invisible hand had slapped her across the face again. The pain and humiliation were even more acute than when Rosalie had struck her moments ago.

“I’m fine,” Rosalie replied.

Jonathan delicately caressed Rosalie’s palm with his fingers. “Tell me if you ever need to confront someone again. I don’t want you hurting your hand.”

Then, he glanced at her palm once more and remarked, “It’s a bit red.” Agyness couldn’t restrain herself from speaking. “M-Mr. Youngblood, I…” She couldn’t help but silently complain, feeling that her pain was more intense than Rosalie’s, and her face was even redder and more swollen after being struck.

Jonathan appeared to have just recalled Agyness’ presence. He cast a cold, indifferent glance in her direction.

“By the way, even though my wife has been absent from the Youngblood family for five-years, she remains its lady. You possess no authority to berate her. As for you, since when did the Youngblood family become your own? You’ve never been a part of this family. Don’t mistake it for your own.”

Jonathan’s icy tone and frigid stare left Agyness utterly speechless, Her voice quivered with sadness as she refuted, “But… my daughter, she… She is a member of the Youngblood family…”

“Wrenna is, indeed, the adopted daughter of the Youngblood family, but you are not one of us. You have no connection to the Youngblood family,” Jonathan asserted.

Agyness’ face, previously red and swollen, suddenly paled. “Does this imply that I’ve always been an outsider in this man’s eyes?” she wondered. Watching Jonathan gently hold Rosalie’s hand and rub her palm, Agyness couldn’t help but feel discomfort. The spot on her cheek that had been struck seemed to throb with even more pain.

“Mr. Youngblood, aren’t you concerned that Rosalie might tarnish the Youngblood family’s reputation? Once the reputation is marred, even a centuries-old family like the Youngblood family will be…”

But before she could finish her words, Jonathan interjected firmly, “As

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long as my wife desires it, I can hand over the reins of the Youngblood family to her anytime, even if it means its destruction. The entire Youngblood family belongs to my wife, so there’s no need for your

concern.”

She hadn’t anticipated Jonathan uttering such

has actually secured such a significant place in Jonathan’s heart! Why? Hasn’t this man consistently been distant from others? Hasn’t he displayed disinterest in other women, maintaining his indifference

family for five years, to the extent that he was willing to surrender the entire Youngblood family to

you that she saw the video herself. In the video…” “Agyness, do you believe yourself to be overly clever or others to be fools? Should this

intends to end the adoption? If that occurs, I will not only lose all the prestige I have

Youngblood, you can’t do this. Wrenna has always considered you her father!”

retorted icily, “If so, you should inform her that I have never been,

is utterly indifferent to me now…” she thought. He was so icy that

heart was only

had departed from the Youngblood family for five years, possibly engaging with other

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Rosalie warranted

believed that she should have been the recipient of his

swollen and reddened cheeks, Agyness left the Youngblood, residence with a heart full of anger and

two children to wash up and lured them to sleep.

Then she bid everyone goodnight heartlessly

his sister had fallen asleep, Guillermo turned to Rosalie with a serious expression and

upon comprehending her son’s words, she felt a pang of sorrow for his precocity.

couldn’t help but wonder if he was concerned that Agyness might replace her. “Don’t worry.

for a moment. He

help but smile as she watched the two children

determined to protect the children, this family, and the man who loved her so intensely!

sides of his forehead, and his forehead creased in discomfort. Rushing to his side, she asked, “What’s wrong? Is your head hurting again?”

seemed to cause a slight tremor in his body, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His dark gaze bore into