The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 805

“It just hurt for a while. At that time… I happened to have walked out of the bedroom, so I didn’t wake you up. I

called the doctor in the morning; fortunately, it wasn’t a major issue. Plus, I still have some medication here,” he

casually said.

However, despite this, Rosalie still looked worried.

“All right. They are not grave injuries. It’s no big deal.” As he spoke, a trace of hesitation flashed across his eyes.

“Why did you leave me back then? Did you really have no recollection?”

Rosalie shook her head. “No.” It was indeed the case. Her memory had a distinct gap. She had no collection of the

period from the moment she fell into the sea until she awoke in the hospital as a different “Rosalie.” In fact, she

also wanted to uncover this elusive memory to understand what happened after she fell into the sea. She wanted

to know why she was rescued and why only Jennifer was by her side.

She wanted to know where one of the triplets had ended up and whether the child was dead or alive.

Rosalie raised her hand and caressed Jonathan’s broken lip. “Your head must hurt quite a lot yesterday,” she

murmured. Otherwise, with his self-restraint, he would not have endured such an injury to his body.

“It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt anymore,” he said.

“If you have a headache in the future, even if I am asleep, you can wake me up. Don’t keep everything from me.”

She did not want him to suffer alone while she was peacefully asleep and remained unaware of his

torment.

“Jon, I understand that there’s little I can do to alleviate your headache. However, as husband and wife, we made

vows and promised to care for each other during times of illness when we got our marriage certificate. There’s no

reason for me to remain unaware while you suffer.”

Jonathan stared at the woman in front of him with a deep gaze. An image of her pale visage, vomiting at the sink,

flashed in his mind. At that time, he could not even get close to her.

However, now, they both could get closer to each other.

He wondered if she left him back then due to her hatred toward him because she could not stand that he always

sat by and did nothing.

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However, she had not fully recovered her memory, so she still did not know the reason behind her departure. That

was why she could assert without hesitation that her leaving him was not due to lack of love.

“What if, one day, her memory is fully restored? Will she be able to say the same thing again?” he thought.

“Yes, we are husband and wife!” Jonathan whispered and held her in his arms tightly. “We are husband and wife. We

made a vow. Hence, you can’t leave me again!”

In any case, he could not accept such a fate.

“What? You aren’t coming? But last time you promised to come here for a live broadcast. Ms. Welsh? Ms. Welsh?”

However, no matter how Agyness shouted, the person on the other end of the phone had already ended the call.

Agyness threw her phone onto the desk with a gloomy face. Cynthia Welsh was merely the daughter of a jeweler in

Strico. Cynthia was somewhat of a socialite, and her boyfriend was also involved in the entertainment industry, so

one could say she had one foot in the door of the entertainment industry.

Agyness remembered that Cynthia had been flattering her before. She would light up with joy whenever Agyness

greeted her.

Moreover, Agyness used these socialites to draw attention to her live-streaming channel. Even after establishing

her company, she would ask the influencers in her company to collaborate with those socialites in their live-

streaming channels.

However, ever since Rosalie’s return to the Youngblood family, all these socialites who had previously showered

Agyness with flattery had suddenly vanished. Agyness attempted to call and invite them to her live-streaming

channels, but they all declined her invitations.

And now,

even Cynthia refused her. These people must have concluded that she would not have the opportunity to become

part of the Youngblood family, and as a result, they were now distancing themselves from her.

The assistant at the side observed Agyness’ displeased expression and spoke cautiously. “Ms. Sabatini, about the

livestream tonight…”

“Go and find a celebrity with some real popularity. Don’t bother with those third-rate stars,” Agyness snapped in

frustration. She was determined to let others see that even if those socialites did not show up,

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she could still draw in a large audience and make the livestream better. She wanted those who looked down on her

to regret it.

“Okay. I’ll go find one,” the assistant replied and hurriedly left the office.

Agyness leaned back in her chair, picked up her phone once more, scrolled through her phone’s photo album, and

paused at a particular picture.

In the photo, Rosalie stood beside Jonathan, exuding elegance and opulence in that limited-edition gown and a

striking ruby necklace. Someone had shared this photo on Instagram the previous day, and Agyness had come

across it.

That gown and the ruby necklace had been her initial choices. As Agyness thought about that ruby necklace, her

resentment grew stronger. Back then, she had been infatuated with that ruby necklace. However, due to its

exorbitant price, she could not afford it. Thus, she subtly guided Jonathan to examine the necklace, wondering if he

might purchase it for her.

He did buy it, but he had not intended to give it to her at all.

Despite her hints about how the necklace would complement her gown, he had firmly refused to loan it to her.

He had simply regarded her with an icy stare, his dark, delicate eyes clouded with indifference as he claimed, “This

necklace isn’t suitable for you.”

However, now, this necklace was worn by Rosalie.

“Did he buy this necklace for Rosalie at that time?” Agyness thought.

It had been five years since Rosalie left. Agyness did not understand why Jonathan had not harbored any

resentment toward Rosalie and had even invited her to the banquet in such a formal manner. It was almost as if he

were proclaiming to everyone that Rosalie remained the rightful lady of the Youngblood family.

This only compounded her predicament. Agyness’ resentment toward Rosalie deepened as she contemplated this.

Agyness refused to believe that Rosalie had remained innocent

throughout those five years. After all, why had she not returned for such a long time? Agyness was determined to

uncover any skeletons in Rosalie’s closet. She was convinced that doing so could turn the situation in her favor.

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Taking a deep breath, Agyness dialed a phone number and said, “Help me investigate someone. I want to know if

she did anything shameful in the past five years!”

Although it was already autumn, Carlos still felt like he was stuck in the heat of summer. His back and palms were

drenched in cold sweat, and he assumed his face probably bore a glistening sheen.