The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 19

Rosalie glanced at the back of her right hand, which was where Mandy had stepped on earlier today.

“I accidentally bumped my hand while sweeping the floor today. It’s nothing,” she explained lightly, not wanting him to

worry.

“Is that true?” Jonathan fixed his gaze on Rosalie. “Rosie, if anyone ever mistreats you, just let me know, and I’ll have your back.” He silently vowed to make those who dared to bully Rosalie face the consequences, so that no one would ever dare bully her again in the future.

In an instant, her heart raced as if he knew everything.

“I can protect myself,” Rosalie replied.

“But what if you can’t?” Jonathan asked again.

If it were truly like that, telling him wouldn’t make a difference. However, Rosalie didn’t voice her concern; she didn’t want to hurt his pride.

“Rosie, don’t you want me to protect you?” His voice rang out again, and his deep, dark eyes fixated on her.

She lightly bit her rosy lips and thought for a moment. Then, Jon, when the day comes that you have made a name for yourself and become stronger, you can protect me. For now, I’ll protect you, and work hard to ensure no one bullies us.”

A glint flashed through Jonathan’s eyes, but he didn’t say anything more and merely replied, “Okay.”

After dinner, Rosalie changed out of the slightly torn clothes, holding a needle and thread as she mended her clothes under the lamplight.

Jonathan sat at the side and glanced at the woman illuminated by the soft glow. Her head was lowered, and her shoulder- length hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her hair appeared slightly dry and discolored, perhaps due to poor nutrition, and her skin was not fair and bore the signs of three years of incarceration and exposure to the weather. Despite her inherently delicate features, the hardships of life had left a touch of weathered resilience on her.

Nevertheless, as she was stitching her clothes, there was a quiet and understated elegance emanating from her that was strangely captivating. It was endlessly delightful to the eye..

encountered women who sew their own clothes. Many women around him would intentionally present themselves

be drawn to such a simple and unassuming aspect of a

a seam and lifted

to her cheeks. “What’s wrong?

you look

vast the difference was between her current self and her past self. She doubted anyone would consider her beautiful when she stepped outside. At most, they might think she wasn’t

her mood. After all, which woman wouldn’t appreciate

see if you like it?” She took out her phone, opened a shopping website, and clicked on a sweater she had placed in her shopping cart. Then she handed the phone

sweater priced at 40 dollars with

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had sold tens

for winter, and you don’t even have a replacement. It would be good to get another one. I’ve read some good reviews about this one, people say it’s great value for the

like it if you like it, Rosie,” Jonathan

you like. If you don’t like this sweater, I can find a different style or color

this one is fine. I really like it,” Jonathan

ahead and buy it for you.” Rosalie

She bought clothes and mobile phones for him without

my little brother. Of course, I have to be

was unsure why the words “little brother” sounded somewhat grating to him. He wondered if Rosalie had forgotten

was also

embarrassed at the club, William was beaten into the hospital by

Youngblood Group were also adversely affected, resulting in significant

had lost their jobs or their