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The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249 

“Okay, okay. Our Rosalic is the most filial,” Wilma said with a smile. 

A trace of sadness appeared on Rosalie’s face. She thought, ‘Am I filial? If I was really filial, then I should’ve brought Granny to live with me and take care of her. 

But now, I still live in Jon’s house. If I really wanted to bring Granny back and take care of her, I needed to tell him in advance and needed his approval. 

“If you don’t mind, I can let Rosie bring you back to Strico and take care of you.” Jonathan’s voice suddenly sounded. 

Rosalie was stunned and looked at Jonathan in surprise. She didn’t expect him to say such words at all. 

Wilma seemed to be surprised, and then she smiled and said, “You’re thoughtful. But I’m used to living here. Besides, I have my own children. If I let my granddaughter take care of me, others will gossip. When I get better, I can visit you in 

Strico.” 

Then Wilma turned her head again and said to Rosalie, “Well, go back early. Otherwise, it will be late when you return to Strico.” 

Rosalie nodded. “Granny, I’ll visit you again next time.” 

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After saying goodbye to Wilma, Rosalie and Jonathan got in the car. Jonathan started the car and slowly drove away Wilma. Rosalie watched from the rearview mirror as Wilma stood there all the time, watching Rosalie and Jonathan leave. Rosalie couldn’t help but tear up again. 

After visiting Wilma today, it was clear that she had aged quite a bit compared to before. It seemed that this illness, even though it had been cured, had taken a toll on her body. 

For the old woman, it might take quite a long time to fully recover and regain her health. 

“If you are worried about your granny, I can find a way to get her to Strico.” Jonathan’s voice sounded in the car. 

Rosalie shook her head and said, “No need. Perhaps if she stays at home and gets a good rest, she can feel better soon.” Although Daniel, Edward, and Sarah were not so filial as well, there was one similar thing they shared. 

That was, they cared about their reputation. In this town, it was inevitable for everyone to bump into each other frequently. Most of the people living in the town knew each other. If Daniel and the others didn’t take good care of Wilma, they would be labeled as unfilial. 

Moreover, Rosalie had noticed that Wilma’s clothes and the bedding in Wilma’s room were relatively clean. At least in this aspect, it seemed Daniel and the others were taking decent care of Wilma. 

“Thank you for today,” Rosalie said. 

“What for?” Jonathan raised his eyebrows and asked, “For giving you a lift here?” 

“Thank you for tolerating my relatives so much,” Rosalie said. Otherwise, with Luke’s harsh words, and Sarah’s and Fiona’s ironic words, Rosalie was afraid none of her relatives would have an easy time. 

“I’m not tolerating them. I’m just ignoring them.” Jonathan said. He had come with her, so he naturally wouldn’t pay any attention to those few people. “But hearing them talk about you like that, don’t you get angry?” 

“Sometimes I do get angry, but I’ve learned to let it go. It’s just one of those things,” Rosalie said. “So I told myself that even if it was a relative, there was no need to care about what the other person thought and what they said. We don’t live together, anyway. Besides, we might only meet a few times a year.” 

Perhaps it was because she had experienced a lot, so she understood better that no matter how well she acted and how to 

please others, in the end, those who didn’t like you would still not like 

you. 

Therefore, what she should care about was the people who cared about her. As for others, she wouldn’t care anymore. 

Jonathan glanced at Rosalie out of the corner of his eye. She just sat there peacefully with a calm expression, as if she had a deep understanding of life. 

She just sat next to him, but it had a calming effect on him. It was as if just looking at her like this could help him relax and ease the usual tension and sharpness of living a life filled with games and deception. 

Others only thought about how glamorous his life was. However, he knew that the higher he stood, and the more powerful he was, the more people around him would plot against him. 

What appeared glorious was actually dangerous. Maybe with a little carelessness, the vast Youngblood Group would collapse. 

Therefore, he would be very careful every time he took a step. It had become the norm for him to take one step and 

calculate ten steps ahead, constantly calculating every possible outcome in the future. It had even made him forget what it felt like to relax. 

Perhaps only she could give him this sense of relaxation. 

Halfway through the journey, the car arrived at the rest area, and Jonathan got out of the car to buy water. Rosalie sat in the passenger seat and looked at the steering wheel on her left side. 

She remembered the excitement of touching the steering wheel for the first time when she learned to drive. At that time, the money for the driver’s license was paid by the first lawyer’s fee she earned. 

At that time, she didn’t expect that a year after learning to drive would be like a nightmare for her. 

She didn’t know how long it had been since she last touched the steering wheel. Rosalie couldn’t help but raise her hand and reach toward the steering wheel. 

But when her fingers almost touched the steering wheel, she felt her heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of her 

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