The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 956

Rosalie took a deep breath and began to lower herself onto her knees, ready to kneel. But just as her knees were about to touch the ground, Jonathan swiftly rushed toward her, gripping her arm with one hand and lifting her up.

“Rosalie, how could you…” His lips trembled as he shot her a fierce glare. “How could she push me like this? How could she just kneel like that?” he thought.

“Jon, you can’t bear not forgiving me, can you?” Rosalie held onto Jonathan tightly with her other hand. She knew she was despicable in resorting to such a way to make him stay, to secure his forgiveness.

But she couldn’t bear to lose him like this, to be apart from him once more!

Jonathan’s body tensed, and he found himself unable to counter her words.

Indeed, he couldn’t bear it.

It was as though she had peered into his soul, understanding his incapacity to bear it, and she clung to that incapacity relentlessly.

“Is this my weakness?” Jonathan pondered. Rosalie was his weakness, and even after the pain she had caused him, he couldn’t remain indifferent to her.

With his head lowered, Jonathan gazed at Rosalie and said, “Is that what you truly want, for me to forgive you? Well…” With that, he suddenly took her arm and led her toward the grand hall.

Rosalie struggled to keep pace and nearly stumbled as she followed him. Eventually, Jonathan forcefully pushed her onto a warm bed.

Rosalie sat up, looking a bit disheveled, while Jonathan stood by the bedside, gazing down at her condescendingly. “Undress!” he commanded.

She was stunned, not immediately grasping his intent.

asking me for forgiveness? Well, show me what you’re willing to do, demonstrate how much

realizing

bit her lip and hesitated. “Is this… really the way you want it?”

humiliating, you’re free to

slightly as if giving herself courage. Then, she raised

by one, her coat, sweater, t-shirt, and gradually all

eyes fixed on her, observing every one of her movements

Despite having three children together, her

moments when she desired him, that shyness never

would make any woman

eyes to meet Jonathan’s gaze, his heart grew even more tumultuous. Her eyes gleamed with

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this moment, Rosalie was disheveled, while he stood there impeccably dressed. Ironically, it should have been Rosalie feeling embarrassed, but instead Jonathan found himself appearing more

averted his gaze

all he desired was to calm his emotions, not to let her disrupt his inner peace, and not to allow himself to

he had continuously reminded himself in this manor not to become a loser again, not to love someone so profoundly; for the deeper the love,

Jonathan. She gently cupped his face with her hands and said, “Jon, look at me, please!”

she desired most was to

you, then what?” However, the tension in his clasped

the immense effort Jonathan was putting into reining in

or conflicts, let’s address them now, can we? I don’t want more periods of not seeing each other, engaging in cold wars, and growing apart. You’re the one I love the most, and I