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The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 643
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Chapter 643

The soft voice sounded as if engaged in a gentle and ordinary conversation, but his eyes trained on her without

overlooking any of her subtle expressions.

Rosalie pursed her lips. “There’s nothing to regret about. Since I’ve made that decision back then, I won’t regret it.”

“Besides, even if I had said those words back then, I couldn’t possibly give Calvin what he really wanted. After all,

the person I truly love is…” Thinking of this, Rosalie’s eyes darkened.

“I loved him so much in the past. What about now? How much of my feelings do I have left for him?” she pondered.

“What are you thinking about?” Jonathan hooked her chin with his finger and asked. He did not like her gloomy eyes

just now, as if there was something he could not grasp.

“Nothing,” Rosalie said.

“I want to hear the truth,” he said, narrowing his eyes.

She hesitated for a moment and finally uttered, “I’m just thinking about how I feel toward you.” Jonathan’s dark

gaze remained fixed upon her. He parted his thin lips and said in a hoarse voice, “Then, tell me. How do you feel

about me?”

“I also don’t know.” Rosalie smiled self-deprecatingly. “After all, I used to love you, but too many things happened

after that. It’s like they had shattered those feelings into pieces. I, too, don’t know how our relationship will be in the

future. Regardless, I will do my best to act as a good wife and mother.”

Rosalie paused momentarily. Then, with some expectation in her eyes, she said, “If possible, I hope… I hope our

relationship can be close like a family. We have three children, and I don’t wish for us to be distant in front of them.”

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Rosalie still hoped she could provide a warm family for the children.

Jonathan wondered, “A family, huh? But what I want is not only a family. I want more…”

“What? Do you just want us to be family?” Jonathan asked sarcastically.

Rosalie hummed in agreement and asked, “Can we?”

Jonathan stared at Rosalie. “In other words, you don’t love me anymore, right?”

Rosalie was stunned and did not know how to answer Jonathan. She thought, “Don’t I love him anymore? That…

That doesn’t seem to be the case. After all, I used to love him so deeply. When he fell in love with me all over again,

it wasn’t like I wasn’t moved. I also thought about the two of us starting over.”

It was just that after so many things that happened, Rosalie had never thought that they could start over in another

way like this.

“Whether you do or not, you’ll know after trying.” With that said, Jonathan directly kissed Rosalie’s lips. An

inexplicable anger surged in Jonathan’s heart, spreading quickly. He wondered why he was so disappointed after

hearing Rosalie only wanted to be his family. Her silence only served to enrage him further.

‘I’m angry. Why didn’t Rosalie deny it?

I’m even angrier at myself for caring about her silence. Why am I so indignant? What am I expecting?” Jonathan

thought.

“Mmh…” Caught off guard, Rosalie’s eyes widened in surprise, and she stared at the face close to her.

“Jonathan’s kissing me?” Rosalie exclaimed inwardly.

The sensation on her lips felt so real, but she felt like she was in a trance.

His fingers were still clutching her chin tightly, forbidding her to avoid him in the slightest. His lips were slightly cold,

different from her soft ones.

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Jonathan’s kiss was domineering and possessive, but there seemed to be a touch of tenderness and yearning as

before.

Rosalie felt her heart beating faster. At this moment, she did not want to struggle or resist.

She slowly closed her eyes and went along with Jonathan. Memories of the past emerged in her mind one after the

other. Within a year, she realized some feelings had rooted deep in her.

It turned out Rosalie did not forget anything despite saying she wanted to.

When the kiss ended, Rosalie opened her eyes and gazed at Jonathan.

“Why didn’t you resist?” Jonathan murmured.

Rosalie did not know how to answer Jonathan because she had no answer.

“Is it because you want to be a family with me, so you’d endure it for the children even when I kiss you or do

something more intimate?” Jonathan frowned, a trace of displeasure forming in his eyes.

Their marriage was originally for the children, but Jonathan wished Rosalie did not do everything for their sake.

As Jonathan spoke, his finger caressed Rosalie’s neck, slowly gliding downward.

Rosalie suddenly returned to her senses and grabbed Jonathan’s hand, saying, “You said you wouldn’t touch me

without my consent!”

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Jonathan casually remarked, “I said I won’t touch you, but… That was only during your pregnancy. Do you hope I

don’t touch you in the future as well? Perhaps, do you plan us to be a couple who treats each other like guests

forever?”

Rosalie remained silent.

Jonathan’s fingers slipped into Rosalie’s clothes, and she suddenly trembled. Suddenly, the familiar feeling of

nausea came up again.

Rosalie pushed Jonathan aside almost subconsciously and rushed into the bathroom. She leaned on the side of the

sink and started throwing up.

“Urgh…” Vomiting sounds continuously sounded from the bathroom.

Jonathan stood still and stared at his right hand in a daze. Rosalie’s warmth still lingered in his fingertips. The corner

of Jonathan’s mouth twisted into a subtle, self-deprecating smile. He slowly approached the bathroom door and

quietly watched as Rosalie leaned against the sink, vomiting miserably.

After some time, Rosalie finally stopped and took a breather. After she rinsed her mouth, she looked up and noticed

Jonathan at the bathroom door.

“Just now, I suddenly…” Rosalie had just started speaking when he interrupted her.

“Is it because of my touch?” he murmured and walked up to her. He gazed at her pale face, adding more contrast

to her dark eyes. He looked at her small nose and pitiful lips. Only after kissing her could one understand how

wonderful it felt.

He could get addicted to it.

“But why does it seem like I’m the only one getting addicted? Why am I so easily affected by her? Then, I lost

control,” he pondered.