The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66 

Only then did Jonathan realize he was still wearing the same attire as he had dinner with his grandfather the night before. 

If it were Jon, he naturally couldn’t afford to wear those things. 

But after experiencing what had happened the night before, he did not want to hide his identity anymore. After all, he would tell her about his true identity sooner or later. It was just that he did it a little earlier now. 

Also, it would be easier for him to protect her after she knew his identity. 

He flashed her a smile and said, “Even if I dress differently. I’m still Jon. Isn’t it?” 

No matter how stu pid Rosalie was, she could feel something wrong at such a time. She found that some things were different from what she had imagined. 

“You are not a vagrant, are you?” 

“No, I’m not,” he admitted. 

“Why do you pretend to be a vagrant then?” A feeling of being deceived spontaneously surged within Rosalie’s heart. She widened her eyes at Jonathan while tightly grabbing the blanket on her body. Her fingers were trembling slightly. 

It turned out that the naive and helpless man she thought did not exist, and it was only her wishful thinking the entire time. 

Everything Lillian had said was true. She claimed Rosalie knew nothing about Jon, yet she had taken him home rashly. 

Rosalie could not understand why Jon lived with her in that tiny rental home if he was not a vagrant and wondered what such days of living together meant to him. 

“I didn’t pretend to be one. It was you who thought so, and I didn’t correct it,” he explained. 

Rosalie was stunned and did not know how to retort. 

“W-Why do you still live together with me then? You have a family.” She glared at him. 

“Because it feels good to live together with you, and… He raised his hand as he spoke and gently stroked her messy hair. “It was you who ‘wanted’ me at that time, so I stayed. Wasn’t it?” 

Rosalie bit her lips, and her expression changed. 

Indeed, she was the one who had been taking the initiative since the beginning. 

She pulled the blanket on her body aside to get out of bed and leave. However, she lost her balance once her feet touched the floor and fell forward. 

Her legs feel like jelly as if they had no energy. 

Jonathan reached out and caught her. “The drug effect in your body hasn’t been expelled from your body completely. You felt uncomfortable all night last night. I’m afraid you don’t have any strength now.” 

After being reminded by him, Rosalie suddenly recalled what had happened the day before. Iler uncles had drugged her. and they had taken her to Chris’s house after that. 

Rosalie’s face instantly turned pale. She could remember that they carried her into Chris’s room, and Chris rushed toward her after they closed the door. 

“Last night… Her lips trembled, and her whole body was shaking, 

Jonathan looked down at the woman in his arms. At that moment, she looked like a weak animal, seemingly fragile, vulnerable, and pitiful. 

It made others couldn’t help but want to protect her at all costs. 

Many people scolded him for being ruthless and heartless, and he did not expect himself would have the urge to protect her. “It’s okay. The thing you were afraid of didn’t happen last night. It was still in time when I rushed over,” Jonathan said. 

“It was really him. He saved me!” Rosalie exclaimed inwardly when she heard that 

Rosalie raised her head and looked at the face before her in a daze. At the thought of the man having not gone to town with her the day before, she asked, “But why were you there to save me?” 

“Rosie, have you forgotten? It was you who called me and asked me to save you. Luckily, I made it.” He smiled faintly. 

Hearing the man had traveled more than 60 miles to save her in time after receiving her call, Rosalie felt a sense of indescribable shock in her heart. 

As Jonathan spoke, he carried Rosalie back to the bed and carefully tucked her in. “But your hand was scratched by a mirror shard, Rosie. I guess it will take some time for your hand to recover. If there’s a scar after this, I will find the best doctor to 

help you remove it.” 

Only then did Rosalie notice that her right hand was wrapped in gauze. There were too many shocking things earlier that she had not felt the dull pain in her right hand. 

“How much could you remember about the incident yesterday?” Jonathan asked solemnly. 

Rosalie bit her lip slightly before telling Jonathan what had happened during the New Year’s Eve dinner the night before. without hiding anything 

Jonathan’s face was gloomy. He could not believe Rosalie’s relatives could be so bold as to sell her to a dimwit