The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 970

If Madeline had asked Jonathan to stab himself back then, he would probably have acted without hesitation.

Carlos walked out of the ward, leaving only Rosalie and Jonathan.

Although the doctor had advised Rosalie to stay in bed and rest as much as possible, at this moment, she got up from her bed and walked step by step to his bed. She sat on the chair by his bedside and quietly

watched him.

He was still alive, covered in wounds. This was all for her.

Despite his condition, all that mattered to her was that he was alive and well.

Rosalie raised her hand and gently stroked Jonathan’s hand that hung by his side.

His hand was also wrapped with gauze. He had tightly held her hand before, and if he had let go, he could have been safe. However, in the end, he gave up the lifeline and held her hand with both hands.

At that moment, he gave up his life to be with her.

Rosalie held Jonathan’s hand gently but suddenly felt his fingers move slightly. She turned her head abruptly and saw Jonathan’s eyelashes quivering. Then, his deep eyes slowly opened.

make a sound at this time, it

touched his wound, causing him to furrow his brows. Rosalie hurriedly raised

to her neck caused by Madeline were external, not

more severe. After bombarding the doctor with questions before he left the ward, she discovered Jonathan’s broken rib had almost punctured his internal organs. If it

and the doctor’s advice to Jonathan

lines of words she typed and then fixed his eyes on her face. He raised his

raise your hand like that!] Rosalie hurriedly typed to

contrasted with

the drip?” Rosalie wondered. Just then, she heard his

was actually false. You… You never wanted to leave me because you didn’t love me.” Rosalie’s eyes suddenly widened. Instantly, she thought of what he said during the explosion in the building when her hand was about to slip from his fingers. “Rosalie, how could you… How could you do this

he mean by,’again?’ Does

heart raced, and a hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes. She was afraid she might be overthinking, afraid it might not be as she imagined.

I couldn’t hold onto your hand and could

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Jonathan in a daze, her eyes welling up with tears. She thought, “Has he regained

hand, placing it against his cheek

were slow, but each touch carried infinite tenderness and affection. “Rosie… From now on, I won’t let go of your hand, and you can’t let go of mine… You know what? If you’re no longer in this world,

our children, they…] Rosalie typed on the phone with her other hand.