The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 

Gordon, Caitlin, and Loretta exchanged helpless glances. 

Just as Caitlin was eager to hurl more insults, Gordon suddenly tugged at her and said, “That’s enough. That man could very well have a criminal record too. There are all sorts of people in jail. There’s no telling what he was imprisoned for.” 

Mulling over his words, Caitlin finally replied in embarrassment after a while, “So, are we just letting this slide?” 

Gordon hesitated for a moment and said, “Let’s just observe from now. If Mr. Holt really decides to take this out on Loretta in the future, we’ll think of a solution.” He definitely didn’t have the guts to go in and confront that man now. 

Loretta, who was beside them, frowned and thought, “Did the man just now really go to jail?” Although the man’s eyes were covered by his bangs and Loretta couldn’t see clearly, she could still tell that the man was quite good-looking. 

For some reason, this man’s figure seemed familiar as if Loretta had seen him somewhere. 

Could this man also work in the entertainment circle? 

In the rental home, Rosalie looked at Jonathan and said, “Thank you.” If Jon hadn’t come back in time, she would have been beaten by her father just now. 

“Why would you thank me for helping you? Isn’t it what I should do?’ He said, his gaze stopping at her ankle. “You haven’t fully recovered yet. Let me apply some pain relief gel for you.” 

He then took out the pain relief gel, applied some of it on her ankle, and gently massaged it. 

An enveloping silence settled in the room. Rosalie hesitated slightly before asking, “Aren’t you curious about why those three 

came to see me?” 

“If you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t pry.” Jonathan said. 

“In fact, there is nothing to say. They are my father, stepmother, and half-sister,” Rosalie said. “But they barely matter anymore.” 

Rosalie paused momentarily before adding, “Is there anything else you want to ask?” In fact, Jonathan must have heard what her father accused her of earlier, mentioning her release from prison. 

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he raised his eyes to look at her. “Rosie, what do you want me to ask?” 

In the dim yellow light, his dark eyes flickered with a peculiar calmness. 

At that moment, Rosalie’s previously anxious emotions started to fade. She took a deep breath and confided, “I was imprisoned for three years. I was just released not long ago. I was charged with drunk driving resulting in death.” 

Many people shudder at the mere mention of jail. After she was released, those around her who knew about her incarceration looked at her differently, deliberately distancing themselves. 

Would Jonathan… judge her too? At this moment, she felt as if she was back in the courtroom, awaiting her verdict. 

“Really?” However, he just replied indifferently, still focusing on massaging her ankle. 

She blinked her eyes, slightly taken aback. Is this his only reaction? “Don’t you mind?” 

“Why would I mind?” he asked. “As you said, I regard you as my sister. Therefore, from now on, you care about me and I will also care about you. As for other things, there is nothing to mind.” 

Awave of tranquility washed over Rosalie, She felt relieved and smiled with gratitude, “Jon, it’s truly a blessing to have met you.” 

Chapter 11 

But at this moment, she missed the brief emotion that flickered through his eyes. 

On Sunday, Lillian deliberately came to Rosalie’s rental home and met Jonathan. However, she found it hard to associate the image of the vagrant her friend had portrayed with the man before her. 

Although he was dressed in ordinary cotton clothes, trousers, and sneakers that were cheap goods, he had a perfect figure and managed to make his attire look stylish. He doesn’t appear to be cheap at all. 

He was over 5 feet 11 inches tall. Ilis striking facial features were complemented by his attire. Although his eyes were mostly covered by thick bangs, the brief glimpses of them left a lasting impression on Lillian. 

At least Lillian hadn’t seen a man with such mesmerizing eyes, which were even more captivating than those of idols and celebrities. He had delicate facial features and spoke in standard English. Whenever Lillian posed a question occasionally, he always had an eloquent reply. 

Is this really a vagrant? 

She pulled Rosalie aside and asked quietly. “Are you sure he is really a vagrant with no place to stay? With looks like his, h could easily be a celebrity or a model.” 

he 

“Not everyone who’s good-looking is fit for stardo 

or modeling,” Rosalie retorted. 

Mulling over Rosalie’s words, Lillian realized that the entertainment industry was not an easy business either. “Don’t you ever get any… ideas, being around him all the time?” 

Rosalie rolled her eyes. Lillian was worried about w about what Rosaliee would do to Jon.