The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 751

“Since we can’t change what happened in the past, then I would like to let it go. I don’t want to be entangled in the

past. As Lillian told me, life is all about moving forward.” Rosalie took a deep breath as she let go of her struggles

and conflicts bit by bit. She finally spoke up about what had plagued her mind for the past few days.

“Jon, I’m willing to forgive you and won’t leave you. I didn’t forget what I said to you. If you don’t leave me, I won’t

give up.”

Indeed. This was Rosalie’s decision.

After saying that, her body seemed to tremble with pain, as if the wounds of the past passed through the memories

she experienced. At the same time, she also felt lighter.

“Maybe only by letting go can I truly obtain happiness and continue to go on with the one I love. If I missed out on

him in this life, I’m sure I’d regret it in the future,” she thought.

Jonathan’s lips trembled. “Are you really willing to forgive me? You won’t leave me?”

“Yes, I won’t leave you,” Rosalie answered.

His mother had left him, and so did his father and grandfather. However, she would not leave him. She wanted to

continue to be by his side.

Hearing this, he burst into tears again. He cried like a child as he chanted her name repeatedly, “Rosie… Rosie…”

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She grabbed some tissues and wiped his tears. “Don’t cry. I forgive you, so don’t cry.”

“Okay, I won’t cry,” he choked. He had shed many tears that day, but she was the only one who could make him

cry.

He held her hand that was wiping his tears and said, “Rosie, do you know how much I love you? Do you know how

afraid I was that you’d never forgive me forever? I feared you’d despise and leave me.”

Only she could make him feel such fear.

Rosalie furrowed her eyebrows as her body flinched. The warmth from his palm enclosing hers slowly spread to her

hand, but it made her body tense up. Then, that nauseous sensation seemed to surge again.

She almost instinctively covered her mouth, trying to suppress this feeling in her body.

On the other hand, Jonathan withdrew his hand in embarrassment. His face, still stricken with tears, was helplessly

pale.

“Sorry, maybe I still need some time before I can…” she mumbled, even though

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she wanted to forgive Jonathan and let go of the rest.

“Why does my body still react this way? Could it be that I haven’t truly let it go?” Rosalie inwardly guessed as she

looked down.

Jonathan’s tear-stained eyelashes fluttered. “I should be the one to be sorry. I will wait for you until you’re willing to

touch and won’t reject me anymore, Rosie. I’m willing to wait no matter how long it takes.”

She was willing to forgive him that day, which was, to him, a great surprise. No matter how much he wanted to

embrace and kiss her, he would restrain himself.

She only needed to adapt and forget what he had done. He would wait patiently, more than anything else.

That night, instead of the caretaker accompanying Rosalie, it became Jonathan again.

The difference was that they did not sleep in the same bed.

When she was about to fall asleep at night, he said, “I’ll just sleep on the couch at the side. If I were in bed, I’m

afraid I’d touch you.”

He feared his touch would trigger her adverse reaction.

Hence, when Rosalie woke up the next day, she only saw Jonathan still lying on the couch with his eyes closed. He

was still asleep.

She gently lifted the blanket and approached the couch.

In the past, he was usually already awake when she woke up, as he rarely overslept. However, it was already past 9

a.m., but he was still asleep.

Rosalie gazed at Jonathan quietly. She thought that he seemed thinner than before. He gave off a sense of tiredness

even when he was asleep.

“He has some faint eyebags under his eyes. Didn’t he sleep well these past few days?” she pondered.

Suddenly, Jonathan’s eyebrows furrowed. Then, his calm, sleeping face seemed uneasy, and a layer of sweat

quickly formed on his forehead.

“No… No, that won’t…” he murmured in a low voice.

“What won’t?” Rosalie was stunned and raised her hand subconsciously to touch his cheek. However, her body

stiffened upon contact.

“How could this happen? I’ve already decided to let go of everything and forgive what happened back then! Why

does my body still react that way?” she thought. Rosalie could only withdraw her hand and shout at Jonathan, “Jon!

Wake up!” As if hearing her voice, Jonathan suddenly opened his eyes. His dark eyes seemed filled with despair the

moment he opened them. It was not until her face entered his vision that the despair in his eyes gradually faded

away. He gasped for air, feeling relieved.

“What’s wrong? What did you dream about?” she asked curiously.

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“Nothing,” he said, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his expression returned to normal.

“It felt like you just had a nightmare,” she said.

“Really? I don’t remember.” He smiled and then said, “Even if I had a nightmare, it was just a dream. I’ll take a

shower first. I’m sweating.”

As Jonathan spoke, he took fresh new clothes and entered the bathroom.

The warm water washed over Jonathan’s body. He raised his hand and rinsed his face with the water.

He lied just now. In fact, he clearly remembered everything in his dream. In the dream, Leonard kept saying to him,

“Jonathan, you and Rosalie are destined to have no good ending! You loved a woman too much and put your entire

life in her hands. One day, you’ll destroy yourself, and that woman is destined to leave you!”

Leonard’s voice was like a nightmare. Even when he was awake, he still felt lingering fear.

Jonathan shook his head vigorously and convinced himself not to think about Leonard’s words. He was probably

only worried about Kurt’s next plans that he had such a dream.

“Rosie has said she’ll forgive him, and she won’t leave me,” he thought.