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.

cared for Rosalie. His love

could lead to a grudge between the Youngblood

storm would occur in Strico!

ordinary, like many small

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

clinic, filling it to the brim. This heightened speculation among onlookers, some even wondering if the clinic owed

and rushed into the clinic, everyone finally realized the

people, necessitating

was prescribing medication for an elderly patient.

patient, jokingly, commented on 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, he

in my little clinic, important

“Come on, stop boasting. What important people could come to your clinic? Housewives from the market or street

he could finish, the consulting room’s door swung open. Jonathan rushed in with Rosalie in his arms, followed by a

that something was seriously wrong

in utter shock, feeling like

“Jonathan Youngblood, what on earth happened to her? It’s only been a few days, and her hand

Jonathan Youngblood?

by that name in Strico, but it was unthinkable that this person would visit

astounded

please do your best to save Rosalie’s hands. If her hands become crippled,

needed her hands for her legal career and for embracing

be able

making her somewhat delirious. However, she knew what was going

eyes half-open and said, “Jon, I… It’s okay… Even if my hands are beyond