The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 929

Chapter 929 

Kaylie wanted to see her son and two other grandchildren whom she had never met before. 

That day, when Kaylie stepped into the Youngblood residence, her heart was full of bitterness. 

In the past, Kaylie had tried every means to enter the Youngblood residence, but she could only secretly enter without Leonard’s knowledge. 

In order to enter the Youngblood residence, Kaylie had used Lucian’s feelings as a bargaining chip. However, she had underestimated Leonard’s cruelty that she had hurt Lucian and herself. 

“Lucian will forgive you. If he really loves you so much, he won’t let you suffer.” Connor gently hugged Kaylie. 

When Connor first met Kaylie, Kaylie’s right hamstring was torn and she was disfigured. Yet, in a peculiar twist, Connor found himself drawn to Kaylie. 

They had been married for 20 years. Kaylie had told Connor everything since the day he married her, but he had still insisted on marrying her. 

Connor knew that Kaylie had always had two people in her heart whom she felt sorry for, one was her dead husband and the other was her son. 

However, Kaylie had never said who his husband and son were. 

It was not until this time they came to Strico that Kaylie told Connor that her husband was Lucian and her son was Jonathan! 

“We’ll go back when your leg is cured this time. No matter how bad you feel, don’t show it in front of Jonathan. I want you to be safe and sound. Do you understand?” Connor said. 

Kaylie looked at Connor who had been with her for 20 years with tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Connor. I’m sorry to have you worry about me so much. If Jonathan really hates me, I’m willing to bear it all. I won’t drag you down with me.” 

“We are husband and wife. You’re being a stranger if you say that. As long as we don’t say it, they won’t know. Look, Jonathan met you before and didn’t recognize you. Once your leg surgery is done, we will go back to Lofbury and never come back to Strico,” Connor said. 

The secret would always be a secret. 

At night, Rosalie told Jonathan about bringing Connor and Kaylie to the memorial hall. “Will you be unhappy if I let Mr. and Mrs. Smuckler pay respect to your father and grandfather in the memorial hall?” 

“They are your mentors. Why would I be unhappy?” Jonathan said. “But why did you take them there?” “I was going to take them around the house for a walk after lunch, but we happened to pass by the memorial hall. Mrs. Smuckler said that she wanted to pay respect to my father-in-law,” Rosalie replied. Jonathan frowned slightly. “Mrs. Smuckler said that?” 

“Yeah. Her eyes were red when she lit the candles. But later she felt a little unwell, so I arranged for the driver to send them back to the hotel first.” 

“Mrs. Smuckler sure is emotional that her eyes will turn red when she lights a candle,” Jonathan said thoughtfully. 

“She probably thinks it’s a pity that your father died young.” Rosalie sighed. “Speaking of which, Mrs. Smuckler has had a rough time. Today, I discovered that her difficulty in walking is due not only to the joint injury from an accident but also to a past incident where the hamstring in her leg was torn.” Jonathan’s body suddenly stiffened. “Her hamstring was torn?” 

“Yes. Mr. Sabatini said it was because she hadn’t been treated well at that time, so walking became more and more difficult as she grew older,” Rosalie explained. 

As Rosalie said that, she saw the grim look on Jonathan’s face. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” “I…” Jonathan took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. “You may go to sleep first. I suddenly remembered I’ve got some business to take care of. I’ll deal with it in the study.” 

Then Jonathan left the room and hurried to the study. 

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09:47 

After walking into the study, Jonathan closed the door abruptly and leaned against it. 

The conversation with Kurt in the detention center flashed through Jonathan’s mind. At that time, Kurt had mentioned one thing. “By the way, Mr. Youngblood, haven’t you been looking for your mother? Let me give you some clues. After your father died, your grandfather once found your mother and asked someone to tear the tendons of one of her legs. Your grandfather intended to cripple your mother completely, but unfortunately, your mother escaped…” 

“The tendons of one leg… Could it be a coincidence?” Jonathan wondered. “Besides, Mrs. Smuckler is completely different from my mother as I remembered. But… anyway, I have to check it out! Only by investigating it can I feel at ease!” 

Walking to the desk, Jonathan took out his phone and dialed Carlos’s number. “Carlos, I want you to help me find someone. I need to know all that she has been through. Also…” 

When the call ended, Jonathan looked down at his chest through his shirt. There was a scar. Even after so many years, the scar was still there. 

It was left by his mother.