The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 967

Rosalie had tried to betray and run away from him. She married him and told him she loved him, but said it was for the children’s sake. He might never be the most important person in her heart. Yet, those things were nothing compared to the idea of being parted with her.

Jonathan could bear anything, but he could not imagine a life without Rosalie.

It didn’t even matter in what ways she would leave him.

Rosalie smiled bitterly. She also hoped she could escape this disaster, but she did not have the strength to climb up the rope ladder with the help of his one arm. On the other hand, Jonathan could not pull her up with only one arm.

“There must always be a time to make a choice in life. Just like those days when I chose to jump into the ocean. Wasn’t that a choice?” She thought.

She heard another explosion go off, and his body fell forward slightly because the cracks were slowly reaching to the ground beneath him.

“Mr. Youngblood, your side is about to collapse!” Someone was shouting anxiously at the helicopter door. Rosalie knew she was just a burden at the moment. If it were not for her, he could have gotten on the rope ladder and left quickly.

“Jon, hurry up and get on the rope ladder. It’s okay. I know you love me. Everything that happened… You just had no choice,” she stuttered. At that moment, she did not consider what would happen to her. She only hoped he could be safe.

“That’s enough! Don’t talk anymore. I want you to stop talking!” Jonathan’s expression grew darker as sweat kept forming on his forehead. He desperately wanted to concentrate and figure out a way to get both of them out of danger, but the more he focused his mind, the pain in his mind spread even faster as it grew worse.

It hurt too much for him to think. Various memories seemed to appear in his mind. Memories that he had never seen before.

In those memories, Rosalie sat inside a car, but half of the car was dangling off a cliff. He could only watch from afar but could not get closer to her.

the hell was that? I recognize that cliff.

me back then? Why was it different from my memories of

shouting, but those memories continued to appear more.

If he died, all

to the bomb and wanted to disarm it, but Leonard gave him a question with two choices. Jonathan wanted to

pulled the handbrake, and the car slowly backed up. Jonathan could only watch as she fell into the sea with the car. Her final words

Jonathan’s mouth as

in his head worsened as if countless memories flooded his brain. Due to the pain, his hand could no longer

go… There’s going to be a way…” Jonathan mumbled in pain, forcing himself

his torturous mind. He even knocked his head

released her grip. In an instant, her

madly, tears already staining

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slid down his cheeks and dripped down on her face.

Drip, drip.

made her feel that everything was okay and that she would not

there would be no one else in this world who would love

who loves you the most in this world. Live

she would make