The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 759

Chapter 759 

“Save her and her three babies,” Kurt ordered. 

“But… Judging by her current condition, I can’t guarantee that she will survive this ordeal!” The doctor frowned. 

“You are the best surgeon in the black market. I’ve seen your resume from your stint at the hospital. You worked in the gynecology department for a few years. I don’t think it will be difficult for you to do a C-section!” Kurt voiced. 

He consistently executed his tasks thoroughly, so it was unsurprising that he did a background check first. 

“It’s not a hard surgery, but the mother and the children might not survive,” the doctor stated. 

“If you can’t save them, your clinic will stop operating in Strico from tomorrow onward,” Kurt sneered. 

The car was salvaged from the sea below the cliff, but no one was in it. 

The police and the Youngblood family sent out many people to search the nearby waters. Yet, there was still no trace of Rosalie. 

Now, they only wanted to locate Rosalie, whether she was dead or alive. The so-called golden hours had long passed, so it was pretty certain that Rosalie had slim chances of survival. 

e 

the verge 

of collapse. 

What worried Carlos even more was that Jonathan was on No one could tell when Jonathan would suffer a nervous breakdown and what would happen then. 

At this moment, Carlos looked at Jonathan, standing on the boat’s bow. These days, Jonathan never got off the ship, living on it every day. He desperately wanted to find Rosalie, even if she was a cold corpse. 

Carlos was grateful for now, though. At the very least, Rosalie’s body was still nowhere to be seen. He was confident that Jonathan would go insane when he saw Rosalie dead. 

Even though Rosalie saved Jonathan’s life, she also broke his spirit. 

“Jonathan, it’s late. Have a rest first. You haven’t closed your eyes for three days and nights already.” Carlos stepped forward. He had no idea how Jonathan had the willpower and strength to carry through. 

“I’m not sleepy and don’t need to rest.” Jonathan’s voice was hoarse. His gaze focused on the dark waves. “Where do you think Rosie is at right now?” 

Carlos didn’t know what to answer. 

“Do you think Rosie is freezing right now? But I can’t even help to warm her hands,” Jonathan mumbled as his body leaned more and more toward the sea. 

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For a moment, Carlos felt that Jonathan was about to dive into the sea. 

“Mr. Youngblood!” Carlos hugged Jonathan reflexively. “We haven’t found Mrs. Youngblood yet, so please don’t do something foolish!” 

“Foolish?” Jonathan chuckled. “Tell me… Why did she make such a choice? She always loved the babies, didn’t she? She even bet her life to save them. So why? Why did she choose to fall into the sea?” 

Jonathan’s hoarse and choked voice was uncannily clear in the dark. 

Carlos was heartbroken, too. He had never seen Jonathan acting in such a way, nor did he expect Rosalie to make such a choice. 

For a long time, he felt that Rosalie was not worthy of Jonathan. But when Rosalie took the initiative to die, Carlos’s admiration for Rosalie 

grew. 

It was not difficult to love a person, but not many would give up their lives for the people they love. 

“Mrs. Youngblood loves you, Mr. Youngblood… She told you to live well!” Carlos suggested. 

Jonathan’s body trembled, and his hoarse voice was tinged with tears. “She loves me. Yes. She loves me! She does love me. Why? Why didn’t I believe her before?” 

Jonathan wondered, “Why did I not trust her words when she said she forgave me, and it’s not because of the kids?” 

Jonathan always thought Rosalie’s love for him was too little, and it wasn’t enough. 

But in the end, Rosalie showed him how much she loved him by sacrificing her life. 

“Mr. Youngblood, Mrs. Youngblood wants you to live well, no matter what happens. She sacrificed herself because she loves you, so please don’t let her down.” Carlos was afraid that Jonathan would break down and end his life. 

Just then, Carlos heard a hoarse, mocking voice. “Carlos, tell me, how do I survive. without Rosalie?” 

Carlos looked at Jonathan, who was at his peak in terms of power and wealth in Strico. Jonathan’s handsome face was contorted in pain underneath the moonlight at that moment. His eyes were blank as if he was a living dead.