The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 879

Rosalie bolted in the direction of the source while Carlos hurriedly followed her. The groan was still sounding intermittently as if someone was trying hard to put up with it all but could not hold back because of too much pain.

When Rosalie and Carlos rushed to the room where the sound came from, they heard a middle-aged man’s voice accompanying the roar. “Please calm down, Mr. Youngblood. Everything you see has already happened before…”

The second Rosalie darted inside, she only saw Jonathan lying on a white recliner. Standing next to him was Giuseppe.

At that point, Jonathan was still in a state of hypnosis. His eyes were not opened, but something was off. His hands seemed to be desperately trying to grab onto something. It was as though he was about to leap up from his seat. On top of that, his pearly whites were biting his lower lip with all his might, scraping his own lip as fresh blood flowed down.

“Jon! What’s going on?” Rosalie asked in a frantic. Due to having amnesia, she had also learned about hypnosis and knew that normal hypnosis would not lead to such a situation as Jonathan was experiencing.

“Mr. Gibson? Why are you guys here?” questioned Giuseppe.

“What’s exactly happening to Jon? Stop the hypnosis right now! Wake him up already!” Rosalie was worried sick.

Then came Giuseppe’s statement. “Now, all we can do is wait for Mr. Youngblood to calm down. Attempting to break his halfway will only cause greater damage to his mental health! Who on earth hypnotized Mr. Youngblood before this? His amnesia was caused by hypnotism, and the person who gave him the hypnosis. session-”

It was then that Jonathan, who was still in the recliner, suddenly bellowed, “No!” His hand abruptly pulled away all the wires connected to the devices that had been wound around him. The recliner even turned over because of his violent

movements.

Jonathan fell to the ground. Rosalie rushed over to help the man up, but the next second, she was flung off by him, ramming into a low cabinet beside her.

“Ouch!” she yelled in her heart.

A pang in the waist was all Rosalie felt. Both Carlos and Giuseppe stepped forward, only to be struck to the ground by Jonathan, who then choked Giuseppe by the neck with all his fingers, suffocating the poor doctor.

Jonathan’s eyes were still shut tight instead of being wide open. He appeared

break free, but nothing seemed to work.

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yet he could not muster any strength to rise to his

and charged forward. “Jon! Wake up! Come to your senses! Stop

shouted, Jonathan did not seem to hear a thing. His grip was not loosening, not

out to tug at Jonathan’s hands. “Let go, Jon!

sentence, Jonathan suddenly released Giuseppe and grabbed her hand that had been trying to pry open his

sharp pain assailed Rosalie through her hand. She seemed to be reliving the agony of her bone crackling

hurt

out in pain. The next instant, she heard Jonathan’s hoarse roar. “Why did you leave… Why… You promised to never… ever

herself to open her eyes, she saw the dashing face of the man. The only difference was that a

I’m here with you now…” Rosalie struggled and choked out

exerting more and more strength on his hands as if he were dying

moan. “Jon, it’s all in the past… Everything’s history. I’m by your side now.

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hands never cease to clench her fingers. He seemed to have bent on

need to… open your eyes, and

man suddenly held his head and pressed his hands tightly on his temples. It looked like

head! It hurts… It

the brink of

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all over the place. Worse still, he began

block his head from smacking the wall. In an instant, his head pummeled her palm, while the back of her