The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 447

He was convinced that she was using his lingering affection for her as a last resort tactic.

But she was wrong. He had no feelings for her at all!

“Indeed, I have no feelings for her at all,” Warren repeated these words to himself in his heart, but for some

reason, these days, her battered image kept haunting his thoughts.

She seemed to be determined not to have any contact with him anymore.

And he finally found her. If he could never see her again…

Thinking of this, Warren felt another painful pang in his heart. He still felt that he hadn’t exacted enough revenge

against her. She only spent a few years in prison. It seemed entirely insufficient as retribution.

He reassured himself with this rationale, then picked up his phone and made a call. “It’s me. I need you to arrange

for someone to keep an eye on her in Strico. If anything unusual happens, inform me immediately,” he instructed.

In any case, he would not allow her to disappear in his sight again.

He knew she wanted to stay away from him forever, but he wouldn’t let her get what she wished! .

After Rosalie left Amelia’s house, Lucas drove her back to her rented home.

On the way, Lucas asked, “Are Aiden and his family really moving to Gerton?”

“Yes.” Rosalie confirmed.

“I thought I’d come to visit Aiden when I have time,” Lucas said. It seemed like he really liked Aiden.

“They merely move to a different city. It doesn’t mean we can’t meet again,” Rosalie said.

While she was in the middle of speaking, a car suddenly emerged from the opposite side of the road and made a

beeline for Lucas’ vehicle. The other driver’s action clearly indicated an intent to force them to stop.

“What’s going on?” Lucas quickly turned the steering wheel, then stepped on the brake and stopped the car by the

roadside.

At that moment, Lucas felt his anger rising. He unfastened his seatbelt and told Rosalie, “Let me step out of the car

and see what’s happening. It might just be some reckless rich kid who drives crazily on the road!”

Lucas could discern that the car that had compelled them to stop was a limited-edition Bentley, likely worth millions

of dollars.

But before, Lucas got out of the car, his hand was suddenly pressed by Rosalie.

Lucas was taken aback. Normally, she would deliberately maintain her distance from him and avoid any physical

contact like this.

But now…

Lucas turned to look at Rosalie sitting in the passenger seat, only to find that she was staring at the Bentley in

shock.

At that moment, Rosalie recognized that the car was Jonathan’s.

She was stunned, as that meant the person sitting in the car now was Jonathan.

Then, her pupils suddenly contracted. She recognized the person who got out of the driver’s seat as Jarvis, the

chauffeur of the Youngblood family!

Jarvis walked to Lucas’ car and respectfully knocked on the front passenger door.

Rosalie opened the door with her stiff hand. Jarvis told Rosalie, Ms. Leighton, Mr. Youngblood invites you to join him

in his

car.”

“Mr. Youngblood?” Lucas looked at the scene in front of him strangely and then asked Rosalie, “Do you know the

person in that car?”

“How can I not know him?” Rosalie thought. She took a deep breath and said to Lucas, “I’ll go there. You can go

back first. Don’t worry about me.”

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She said and unfastened her seat belt.

Lucas hesitated and grabbed Rosalie, “How about I come with you? What if…”

“It will be fine.” She smiled at him and gently patted the back of his hand. “I know that man.”

Lucas let go of her reluctantly.

Rosalie got out of the car and followed Jarvis to the black Bentley.

Jarvis opened the back door, and Rosalie got in. On the other side, Lucas could only make out a man in a suit seated

in the

back seat, but his face remained obscured from view.

Bang!

The door was closed, and the Bentley sped off.

Lucas was sitting alone in the car, and his mind was full of speculation.

“Who exactly is that man in the back seat? What is his relationship with Rosalie?” he pondered.

Rosalie looked at Jonathan, who was sitting beside her. At that moment, a mischievous smile graced his lips, but his

eyes retained a cold, distant look.

“What’s the deal? Do you really have feelings for that Lucas? Do you enjoy being around him that much?” He said it

nonchalantly, but to her, it felt like a heavy blow to her heart.

“It’s none of your business,” Rosalie said.

“Really? I know that Lucas is running an automotive workshop. It is quite small, and such an automotive workshop

can vanish overnight,” he said.

Her body tensed up suddenly. She couldn’t help but wonder if he was subtly suggesting that he might target Lucas’

automotive workshop. Lucas had started that workshop on his own, and she didn’t want any harm to come to him

because of her.

She bit her lips slightly and said slowly, “I don’t like him.”

“Really?” His intense, black eyes bore into her as if he were evaluating the veracity of her words.

“If I had feelings for him, I would have been with him when I worked at the Environment and Sanitation

Administration,” Rosalie retorted.

In fact, there were moments when she pondered that if Lucas were the one she loved, being with an ordinary yet

sincere man like him would offer a unique kind of happiness.

“That would be for the best,” Jonathan suddenly reached out and took hold of Rosalie’s right hand.

She was stunned for a moment, only to see that he took out a tissue and gently wiped her hands. “This hand

touched Lucas just now. If you really want to do something good for him, you should refrain from touching him in

the future.”

His words were very gentle, as if they were just a kind reminder.

But Rosalie suddenly felt a chill rising from her back.

It was so easy for a powerful man like him to deal with Lucas!

Even in Strico, he could control the fate and life of others at will!

“Your hands are so cold,” he murmured, his fingers encircling her hand and gently massaging it back and forth, just

like how he had warmed her hands back then during winter.

But at this moment, she didn’t feel warm at all.

“Jonathan, please… don’t go after Lucas,” she implored, her lips feeling dry as she spoke.

“Are you worried about Lucas? Are you afraid that I will hurt him?” he replied with a smile.

“Will you?” She looked straight at him.

His smile gradually disappeared. “Are you really so worried about him?”

“I… I got a taste of what it feels like when your fate and life are controlled by others,” Rosalie confessed bitterly.