The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 

Rosalie took the boxed meal and quickly dug in with her head lowered. At that moment, she only wanted to finish the meal and leave as soon as possible. 

“Rosie, you’re eating so fast. Are you so eager to leave?” Jonathan’s voice sounded in the office. 

Rosalie was choked and coughed, almost spat out the food in her mouth. She could only cover her mouth with her hand and struggled with the cough. Her face turned red a moment later. 

After some struggle, she finally stopped coughing. However, the palm covering her mouth was now stained with food, so she planned to wipe it with a tissue. 

Before she could take out the tissue, Jonathan grabbed her hand and pulled it toward his front. 

She shook her wrist uneasily but did not break free, saying, “My hand is dirty. I need to wipe it clean.” 

“Dirty? I don’t feel dirty at all.” He chuckled. Then he lowered his head and pressed his lips against her palm, licking the food 

in it clean. 

Rosalie’s body immediately stiffened. She only felt her palm burning, as if his light lick was touching a nerve in the palm of her hand and spreading throughout her body. 

At the same time, the burning sensation in her palm seemed to make her body temperature rise through the flow of her 

blood 

“Done.” Jonathan’s voice rang out and sounded a little reluctant. 

Rosalie shuddered and came back to her senses. Only then did she find that he had licked the food in her palm clean. 

He still held her hand and did not let go, though. Staring at her intently with his charming eyes, he said. “The food in your palm tasted very sweet, Rosie. If only there were more.” 

Upon hearing that, Rosalie felt her heart skip a beat. His words seemed to imply something, and his eyes were filled with a kind of desire. 

She hurriedly lowered her gaze to stop looking at his eyes, which seemed to possess a certain enchantment and kept tempting her heart. 

Fortunately, he did not hold her hand the entire time, and her hand was finally free when he slightly loosened his grip. 

Rosalie hurriedly continued to eat the rest of her boxed meal. 

After a while, Jonathan’s voice sounded in her cars. “Eating with you like this makes me feel like we are back in the old days, 

Rosie.” 

She paused for a moment. 

Speaking of the old days, which were like a dream, she thought she might never have it again, and whatever belonged to Jon had already been buried deep in her heart. 

It was almost one o’clock in the afternoon when Rosalie returned to the diner. Although Amelia did not seem to be suspicious of Rosalie for taking nearly an hour to complete one takeout delivery order, Rosalie took the initiative to apologize. “Sorry for taking so long.” 

“It’s okay. There are so many takeout delivery orders. I’m afraid it will take you several trips to deliver them alone. Thank you for your hard work. By the way, did the customer say anything when you sent those takeouts over?” Amelia asked. 

As an operator, she was naturally most worried about customer complaints, asking for refunds, or so on after they had sent the takeouts over. 

“No.” For some reason, Rosalie felt guilty when she answered that question. 

After that, Rosalie continued to complete the rest of the takeout delivery orders and did not eat much during lunch at two o’clock in the afternoon. 

Seeing that. Amelia asked, “What’s the matter? You ate very little. Is the food not to your liking?” Usually, she would get the chef to prepare several dishes when the diner was less crowded, and everyone would eat together. 

“No. Maybe I overate before I came to work in the morning. Rosalie glanced at Aiden and said, “How about all of you continue to eat while I feed Aiden fruit? I’m full anyway.” 

And so, Rosalie took an apple and peeled the skin. Then, she cut the apple into small pieces and fed Aiden. 

The little one opened his mouth obediently, ate the apples one by one, and occasionally smiled at Rosalie. 

After finishing the fruit, he was sleepy and yawned. He spread his arms and gestured for Rosalie to hold him. Rosalie naturally held Aiden in her arms and gently coaxed him to sleep. 

Although he could not hear what she was humming, he gently pressed his tender fingers against her lips as if he were trying 

to listen to her voice clearly. 

It was only after a few moments that the little one finally fell asleep. Looking at the sleeping tiny body, Rosalie only felt her nose sting. She thought. “Such a lovely child. What a pity he can’t hear a thing. Life just isn’t fair sometimes.” 

She hoped Aiden would be able to hear the world after installing cochlear implants into his ears in the future so that such a regret would not follow him for life. 

“Let me take him back to the room to sleep.” Matilda stepped forward and took her grandson from Rosalie’s arms. 

Behind the diner was a small, simple dwelling where Amelia lived with her mother and Aiden.