The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 763

Alan continued, “But try not to mention Rosalie when Jonathan is around. Even though he doesn’t seem to have

much affection for her anymore, he doesn’t like to hear her name being mentioned”.

“How could he let her go?” Calvin still had the look of disbelief on his face.

Alan shrugged. “Why couldn’t he? She’s just a woman. A man like Jonathan can have any woman he wants. But

women who can give birth to a son like that are a dime a dozen.”

Alan shuddered at the memory of the boy from the Youngblood family. He was a five-year-old boy with an

unfathomably high IQ. Alan grew increasingly angry as he remembered his humiliating encounter with the boy.

He thought, “Fortunately, he’s not my son. If he were my son, he would probably dominate me completely.”

Jonathan was the only one who could discipline that boy.

Calvin’s expression darkened. “Just a woman, huh?” he mused. “That woman nearly drove Jonathan crazy. Could he

let go of a love like that?” he stated.

Calvin finished the glass of wine and walked over to Jonathan.

“Damn it, Calvin!” Alan muttered. “Is he going to talk to Jonathan about Rosalie? Could it be that Calvin hasn’t

moved on from her after five years?” Alan pondered.

Alan ran after him with that alarming thought, afraid of Calvin and Jonathan causing another scene at the mention

of Rosalie’s name again.

“After all, they almost fought for Rosalie before!” he thought to himself.

Calvin had arrived almost before Jonathan. Some wealthy businessmen from Strico, who had been chatting with

Jonathan, stepped aside when they saw Calvin approaching.

After all, he was a scion of the entertainment industry and one of the most powerful men in Strico.

“What a surprise to see you here. When did you get back?” Jonathan smiled as if he was greeting an old friend.

“This is not a coincidence. I knew you’d be here tonight, and since I wanted to see you, I made a special trip to see

you,” Calvin said.

“Oh?” Jonathan raised his eyebrows. “To see me? For what?”

“Do you still have feelings for Rosalie?” Calvin asked bluntly.

Jonathan’s smile faded. He stared at Calvin and replied, “It’s none of your business.”

“I just want to know if you still have her in your heart,” Calvin said.

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The surrounding air seemed to freeze. The nearby guests tactfully stayed away, wishing they had heard nothing.

They valued their own lives more than a piece of gossip.

Had they heard anything not meant for their ears, their time in Strico would have come to a premature end.

Jonathan narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he smiled and said, “I seem to recall that you once liked her, too. Do you still

have that woman in your heart?”

Calvin’s expression changed dramatically. He thought, ‘That woman… Jonathan used the phrase ‘that woman’ to

describe Rosalie.

What is going on? And why did Jonathan use the word ‘seem’? He knows better than anyone that I used to like

Rosalie, doesn’t he?’

“You…” Before Calvin could finish his sentence, Alan grabbed his arm and turned to Jonathan. “Calvin is a little tipsy,

Jonathan,” Alan said apologetically. “It’s just a little drunken rambling. Please don’t mind him.”

As he spoke, Alan quickly pulled Calvin away.

Calvin refused to budge. “Let go of me,” he told Alan. “I want to clarify this once and for all.”

“It’s not often that you’re back here in Strico. Why did you have to bother yourself with this? Why don’t I take you to

some new interesting places in the city?” Alan said hastily.

“Let him go, Alan. If he wants to ask me a question, let him,” Jonathan suddenly said.

“Oh, my goodness gracious!” Alan thought in panic. “They’d better not start a fight here!” Alan said inwardly. He

had no choice but to let Calvin go.

Calvin looked at Jonathan, who smiled faintly. He got the feeling that Jonathan did not know him at all.

He mused, “Maybe five years is enough to make someone feel like a different person.”

Especially in recent years, Calvin had deliberately avoided meeting Jonathan, fearing that if they met, it would

remind him even more of Rosalie.

“Are

you still in love with Rosalie?” Calvin asked after a moment of hesitation.

“No,” Jonathan replied firmly. “Does that answer satisfy you?”

For a moment, Calvin did not know what to say. When Jonathan explained that he did not love her, his gaze was so

calm and deep, as if he did not care for the

answer.

“Is Jonathan no longer love Rosalie?” Calvin wondered.

Calvin stood frozen like a piece of wood, still wondering, “What’s going on? What exactly has happened to

Jonathan?”

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As Jonathan emerged from the banquet, Carlos respectfully opened the car door and followed him into the car.

He was absent from Jonathan’s side that night due to a matter he had to attend to, but he realized something had

happened during the banquet when he saw Jonathan’s expression.

Carlos was nervous. As he sat in the front row, he wondered if another socialite had pestered Jonathan at the

banquet. Then, he heard something unexpected. “By the way, how much did I love Rosalie back then?”

Carlos swallowed hard before breaking into a violent coughing fit. He never thought Jonathan would ask such a

question.

“Er… Well… Did someone mention Mrs. Youngblood to you today?” Carlos asked cautiously as he observed

Jonathan’s expression through the rearview mirror.

Jonathan sat in the back seat, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes lowered. He looked the same as usual, but

Carlos could not tell what Jonathan was thinking at that moment.

“I met Calvin today. From his expression, it was as if not loving Rosalie is something unbelievable,” Jonathan said

nonchalantly.

“Unbelievable, indeed!” Carlos said to himself. If it weren’t for the fact that they were worried Jonathan might go

crazy, they wouldn’t have let Kurt speak to him…

Although Jonathan survived, he had forgotten how serious his relationship with Rosalie was.

To Carlos, Jonathan seemed to be back in the state before he met Rosalie, loving no one and letting no one into his

heart. “Wait,” Carlos said inwardly, “There is one exception.”