The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 443

Jonathan’s temper was extremely cold, and Callum showed no signs of backing down.

The noise around them seemed to be isolated.

Carlos, standing behind Jonathan, felt a cold sweat run down his back. If Jonathan did get into a fight with Callumn,

then things would get worse.

Although the White family’s territory was not in Strico, once they fought with the Youngblood family, both would

suffer losses.

Besides, Callum was ruthless and scheming despite his elegant demeanor as a gentleman.

Otherwise, an illegitimate child like Callum would not be the head of the White family.

Just then, Rosalie, in Jonathan’s arms, said, “Lillian, Jon came to pick me up. We’ll see the show… next time…”

“Okay. So… next time!” Lillian replied.

The atmosphere at the scene was eased by the two drunk women. Jonathan had a cold expression while walking

out of the bar with Rosalie in his arms, and Carlos quickly followed him.

Meanwhile, Callum wanted to take Lillian away, but she was obviously reluctant. “How about we watch it together?”

Callum mentally remarked, “Watch it? If I really watched it with her, I would probably be pissed off!”

At that moment, Callum only wanted to cleanse her sight and wash away all the obscene scenes she had seen.

Callum directly Carried Lillian onto his shoulder, led her out of the bar, and threw her firmly into the passenger seat.

Lillian was still muttering, “I-I haven’t watched enough yet. Why did you bring me out? Callum, y-you can’t stop me

from pursuing music…”

Callum commented inwardly, “Very well. She’s not that drunk and could still recognize me!”

Callum glared at Lillian, but his glare was nothing to her. He sighed and finally bent down to help Lillian fasten her

seatbelt. Then he helped her tidy up her clothes and hair.

Lillian was still holding the vest she had managed to grab.

However, Lillian held it like a treasure at that moment. If Callum snatched it, he feared onlookers would be at the

scene.

Callum had some thoughts. Then, he returned to the driver’s seat and started the engine to leave the place. He

planned to find a chance later to snatch the vest from Lillian and throw it away.

Callum saw another black car heading in the opposite direction from the rearview mirror. It was Jonathan’s car.

Through the window, he could vaguely see Jonathan sitting in the back seat holding Rosalie.

“Why did he break up with her if he doesn’t want to?” Callum muttered in his heart. Then he looked at the heartless

Lillian beside him.

Callum thought to himself, ‘No matter what, Lillian has mentioned that the person she loves is me. I will never break

up with her in my life.

She can only be with me in her life, and I’m the only man she can like. She shouldn’t even think about falling in love

with another man!”

Meanwhile, Carlos was driving the car in fear. He could not figure out what Jonathan was thinking at that moment.

In the back seat, Jonathan looked at Rosalie in his arms.

He thought, “Is she drunk? She must be drunk. How can she lean on my arm so intimately if she’s not drunk?

Otherwise, she must want to draw the line with me.”

Rosalie still had her hands around Jonathan’s neck and looked at the familiar face close to her.

“This is… Jon. The one I could rely on…” Rosalie mused. Then she murmured, “Jon, you know what? I’m… so happy

today.”

Jonathan frowned. “Happy?”

“Yes… I am so happy. I really want to see the people on stage and dance with them. I can really forget a lot of

problems,” Rosalie muttered. However, when she thought about the problems she wanted to forget, she could not

remember them for a

moment.

She felt at ease when she held Jonathan like that as if she was relaxed for the first time in a long time.

“Lillian… said the five people who sang and danced on the stage today were popular recently. Lillian liked the one

with the dyed white hair the best, but um… I preferred the one with black hair. I think Aploth men look best with

black hair. I-I also wanted to grab their clothes today. They threw their clothes off the stage one by one. Lillian said

if I really liked the little

vest she grabbed, she would give it to me…” Rosalie continued. But Carlos could feel the atmosphere in the car

getting increasingly tense. He was roaring in his heart, hoping that Rosalie would stop talking.

No one knew if Jonathan would get mad if Rosalie kept talking.

“Really? So you like the man with the black hair,” Jonathan’s cold voice rang in the car.

Carlos secretly sympathized with the black-haired man in the band.

“Yes,” Rosalie replied, nodding.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the car seemed to be extremely tense.

However, the next moment, Carlos was greatly relieved by Rosalie’s words.

“But… I prefer you the most, Jon,” Rosalie murmured.

Jonathan’s gaze softened immediately. It seemed that Rosalie had liked to address Jonathan by that name for a long

time.

It was as if they were family.

Her hand began to move from the upper part of his neck to his hair. Then, her fingers messed up his hairstyle. “Jon,

your dark hair… is the prettiest…”

Jonathan let her fingers play with his hair. He just held Rosalie closer in his arms.

The long-lost intimacy made him feel like he had found a treasure at that moment.

Jonathan thought, “If she turned to me so intimately again when drunk, I hoped she would stay drunk.”

The car arrived at the entrance of the residential area where Rosalie rented her house. Jonathan got off with

Rosalie in his arms and entered the rental home. Then, he ordered Carlos, “Wait outside.”

“Yes,” Carlos replied. Then he stood at the door of the rental home.

Jonathan carried Rosalie to the bed and had her sit on it. He crouched down and carefully removed her shoes.

His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid that she would be hurt if he exerted too much force.

With

a drunken gaze, Rosalie looked at Jonathan, who appeared short before her. Suddenly, she reached out and

touched his head, saying, “Jon, you’re a good boy.”

Jonathan was a little taken aback and lifted his chin slightly. He fixed his eyes on her. “If I am a good boy, will you

like me?”