The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 539

“Calvin, since Rosalie was taken by Jonathan, you don’t need to worry. They were a couple, after all, even if they’ve

broken up, you can see…”

Fiona’s voice suddenly trailed off because she realized that Calvin was not listening to anything she was saying. It

was as if she were invisible to him, and at this moment, his mind was entirely focused on Rosalie.

Fiona gritted her teeth tightly as she thought, “What does Rosalie have that is so special? One after another, they

are all trying to claim Rosalie. I will not let Rosalie steal my happiness!”

When Jonathan took Rosalie out of the car, she realized that the place he had taken her was completely unfamiliar.

Bamboo groves surrounded it, and in the midst of it stood a traditional manor that seemed to have some years

behind it.

It exuded an ancient charm, making it feel like a step back in time.

“Jonathan, why did you bring me here?” Rosalie suddenly felt nervous.

“What for? Of course, it’s to keep you locked up,” he replied, pulling her and heading toward the mansion.

The interior of the mansion was decorated with an old-fashioned charm. Even though some areas had clearly been

renovated, the overall ambiance remained, with pavilions, small bridges, and lotus flowers, which were rare this

season.

If it were any other time, Rosalie would have been eager to appreciate such a place.

However, she was almost forced to move forward now. Despite the beauty of the surroundings, she felt nothing but

fear.

She pondered, “Locked up? What did he mean by that? Could it be…”

“No!” Rosalie desperately tried to free herself from Jonathan’s grip but couldn’t break free. His fingers were like

steel, tightly gripping her wrist.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning to look at her. “I used to care whether you wanted me, but I realized that

instead of letting you fall in love with Calvin, I’d rather do it my way.”

With that, he suddenly bent down, lifting her entirely in his arms and striding into a large room.

“Jonathan, put me down!” Rosalie shouted.

“Put you down and let you stay with Calvin?” he replied with a sneer.

“Calvin and I are not what you think,” she said.

“What kind of relationship is it then? Childhood friends who’ve been through thick and thin?” he asked coldly.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, “No matter what kind of relationship it is, you have no right to bring me

here. I want to go back.”

“You can’t go back,” he said lightly as he carried her into a spacious room. The room was dark as no lights were on,

and it was completely pitch-black.

Rosalie felt herself being thrown onto the bed. She tried to sit up, but the next moment, his body covered hers,

pinning her down.

“Rosalie, you can’t go back. Since I brought you here, I don’t intend to let you leave.” His breath brushed against

her face, and his gentle tone sent shivers down her spine.

“What do you mean? What do you mean by not intending to let me leave?” she asked in shock.

“What? Haven’t I made myself clear?” he murmured, his lips brushing against her earlobe. “I want you to stay here

until you fall in love with me again.”

Her body trembled as she thought, “So, he really intended to keep me locked up here until I fell in love with him

again?” “Are you crazy? What you’re doing is a clear violation of someone’s freedom!” Rosalie exclaimed loudly as

if speaking loudly was the only way to alleviate her fear.

mad.”

“Crazy?” he whispered, and his icy kiss trailed along her earlobe, lingering on her cheeks and eyebrows. “Maybe

I’ve been crazy for a long time. When I fell in love with you and controlled my every emotion, I might have already

gone He had gone crazy when he fell in love with her, and his joys and sorrows were controlled by her. “You’re the

one who made me realize that jealousy can be intense enough to want to destroy the entire world,” he murmured.

His soft voice formed an ambiguous atmosphere in this dark room.

Rosalie couldn’t push Jonathan away. His kisses continued to rain down on her face, and his fingers were undoing

her dress.

“No!” he cried out

“I don’t like you wearing clothes given to you by other men,” he said coldly. He did not like her dress, which was

originally meant to be a gift from Calvin to the person he missed the most.

Even though Calvin did not know that Rosalie was the little girl who had saved him all those years ago, he still gave

her the dress.

Jonathan thought, “What does it mean? Is it fate? Even if they were temporarily separated, are they destined to be

together in the end? So, what did that make me? I fell in love with Rosalie first!”

“Tell me, have you stopped loving me?” He removed her dress, his fingers touching her heart.

She couldn’t see his expression in the dimly lit room, but she could feel his eyes burning into her.

“So, what do I have to do to make you love me again?” he murmured.

She remained silent as he showered her with more kisses..

“Don’t fall in love with Calvin, okay? The only person you can love is me…” His words sounded both like a command

and a plea.

Her heart trembled slightly. “Jonathan, I won’t love you again.” He had long shattered her love for him.

“Really?” he said in a low voice. “We have the rest of our lives, so much time ahead. One day, you’ll love me again.”

“Is it that if I don’t love you for a day, you won’t let me go for a day?” She began to breathe heavily. In the

darkness, it seemed like he was trying to arouse her senses with everything he had.

“Mm…” He responded as if he were a passionate lover. However, they clearly weren’t a couple. “Do you want me?”

His voice echoed in her ear once again.

Her vision was obstructed in the dimly lit room, so her sense of hearing became more acute.

His voice was incredibly seductive, deliberately stirring, tempting, and leading her into everything he had carefully

arranged.

Her body seemed to be under his control, irresistibly drawn to him..

However, her willpower still had a trace of clarity.

She heard herself saying, “Jonathan, I don’t want you!”

At that moment, the air seemed to fall into a dead silence