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.

for Rosalie. His love for Rosalie had only deepened, almost as if nothing had changed since

lead to a

occur

clinic appeared ordinary, like many small clinics in the

These were not ordinary vehicles, piquing the curiosity of

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

woman whose face was twisted in pain, her hands trembling, and rushed into the clinic, everyone finally realized the true reason. It was

question remained. Who were these people, necessitating such a

prescribing medication for

impressive skills being wasted in such a small clinic. He suggested that

in my little

boasting. What important people could come to your clinic? Housewives from the market or street

swung open. Jonathan rushed in with Rosalie in his arms, followed by a group of men in

that something was seriously wrong with

in utter shock, feeling like he had. stepped into a scene

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

Jonathan Youngblood?

name in Strico, but it was unthinkable that this person would visit such a small clinic.

however, astounded him even more.

“Mr. Sabatini, no matter what, please do your best

hands for her legal career and for embracing

hands lost sensation and function, she wouldn’t be able to touch his face gently or warm

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

okay… Even if my hands are beyond repair, I can handle it.”