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.

you’re willing to do, demonstrate how much you love me!” Jonathan said in a

suddenly, realizing his meaning.

lip and hesitated. “Is this… really the

it humiliating, you’re free

fists slightly as if giving herself courage. Then, she raised her

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

her movements attentively, fully aware of the difficulty

having three

desired him, that shyness never waned.

in a situation that would make any woman embarrassed, she was willing to go

meet Jonathan’s gaze, his heart grew even more tumultuous. Her eyes gleamed with a touch of mist, highlighting her rosy cheeks and the

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while he stood there impeccably dressed. Ironically, it should have been

his gaze from

calm his emotions, not to let her disrupt his inner peace, and

love someone so profoundly; for the deeper the love, the greater the pain when the one you love betrayed you.

left the bed and approached Jonathan. She gently cupped his face with her hands and said,

of shyness, what she desired most was

her indifferently and asked, “Even if I do look at you, then what?” However, the tension in his clasped hands at his side betrayed his true

Jonathan was putting

each other, engaging in cold wars, and growing apart.