The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 891

Rosalie’s hand was hurting even more now. She wanted to say something, but the pain had her clenching her teeth to suppress the discomfort. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Jonathan promptly carried Rosalie into the car and instructed the driver to head to Levi’s clinic.

Meanwhile, Carlos quickly arranged for Zekiah to be taken to a pre-arranged hospital for an examination.

Guillermo’s young face was now filled with concern.

“Mr. Gibson, is Mommy and Zeki in danger?”

“With your daddy here, everything will be okay,” Carlos reassured.

“But…” Guillermo bit his lip. “Daddy seemed really worried just now.”

He had never seen his father so worried. The last time he remembered such concern was when a

child in his kindergarten got lost, and the teacher was frantically searching for the child.

He thought, “It was as if Daddy would go crazy if something happened to Mommy.”

Somehow, at this moment, Guillermo had a similar feeling.

“That’s because your daddy loves your mommy very much,” Carlos explained.

“Very much?” Guillermo’s eyes reflected confusion.

“You’ll understand when you grow up. To him, your mommy is extremely importánt, so he’s concerned,” Carlos said, silently praying that Rosalie would be safe.

he still cared for Rosalie. His love

to a grudge between

occur in

like many small clinics in the city.

was soon surrounded by cars. These were not ordinary vehicles, piquing the

followed Jonathan into the clinic, filling it to the brim. This heightened

a woman whose face was twisted in pain, her hands trembling, and rushed into the clinic,

were these people, necessitating such a grand entrance

prescribing medication for

Levi’s impressive skills being wasted in such a small clinic. He suggested that if Levi had worked in a big hospital, treating important people,

people?” Levi scoffed. “Even in my little clinic, important people have been treated.”

dismissed Levi’s claim, “Come on, stop boasting. What important people could come to your clinic? Housewives from the market

room’s door swung open. Jonathan rushed in with Rosalie in his arms, followed by a group of men in black suits.

speak, he could see that something was seriously wrong with Rosalie.

in utter shock, feeling like he

shouted, “Jonathan Youngblood, what on earth happened to her? It’s only been a few days, and her hand has deteriorated so drastically. Even with treatment, I fear there might not be much

Jonathan Youngblood?

He knew of someone by that name in Strico, but it was unthinkable that this

astounded

no matter what, please do your best to save Rosalie’s hands. If her

her legal

she wouldn’t be able to touch his face gently or

her pain making her somewhat delirious. However, she

It’s okay… Even if my hands are beyond repair, I can handle