The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 126

Gary looked at Rosalie thoughtfully with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Rosalie took the initiative to greet him, “Glad to meet you, Gary”

“Ms. Leighton, if you need anything, just let me know,” said Gary with a smile.

“Just call me Rosalie,” said Rosalie. The way Gary called her made her feel awkward.

“You are Mr. Youngblood’s guest, so I should call you Ms. Leighton,” said Gary who attached importance to manners.

Rosalie didn’t insist anymore. Anyway, she wouldn’t live here for long.

“Gary, take her to see the rooms and let her choose one,” ordered Jonathan.

“Any room is fine by me.” said Rosalie hurriedly.

“Well…” Gary looked at Jonathan.

“The attached room on the third floor, then,” said Jonathan indifferently.

“Yes, sir, Gary replied.

Rosalie was a little confused. She thought, “What’s an attached room?” But Gary was already taking her to the third floor, so she didn’t ask anything more.

When they arrived at the third floor, Gary opened a room and said to Rosalie, “Come in, please, Ms Leighton I will ask people to send your toiletries and daily necessities here later. If you have any brand or other requirements for these things. you can also tell me.”

“Oh, I don’t have any requirements,” said Rosalie.

After Gary left, Rosalie looked around the huge room. The whole room was decorated in a feminine and retro style. The furniture wasn’t like those popular modern styles but a classical style, giving people an elegant and quiet feeling.

Rosalie took a quick look at the wood the furniture used. Then she estimated that these pieces of furniture were probably all made of rosewood.

Of course, if these were all made of rosewood, the furniture in this room would be extremely valuable.

Rosalie thought, “So, is this how wealthy the Youngblood family is?”

When Rosalie was surprised by so much rosewood furniture in this room, a servant came in and brought all the toiletries, sheets, and something else for her. The servant changed everything into new ones and also brought the luggage bag Rosalie took from the rental home.

“Thank you,” said Rosalie.

After the servant left, Rosalie took out her luggage and hung her clothes in the wardrobe.

But to her surprise, there was a wedding dress hanging in the wardrobe.

It was just the style of this wedding dress… seemed to be old. At least it wasn’t a modern one.

But the wedding dress was well-crafted and covered with a transparent protective bag.

Rosalie guessed, “Was the wedding dress left by the last person who lived in this room?” Then she turned around again and then saw another door on the other side of the room.

When she opened the door, she saw another room behind it, which was completely different from the one where she was in. It looked a little indifferent and depressing.

The whole room was blue-black, and the furniture wasn’t made of rosewood. The design of the furniture was also modern and simple.

But there were only a few furniture in the room so it looked a little empty.

Rosalie thought, “Are these two rooms connected?”

Then Rosalie unconsciously walked to the bedside table. But when she looked at the photo frame on the bedside table, she suddenly froze. Her eyes widened in disbelief and she looked at the photo in a daze.

That was her photo!

And the problem was that she didn’t remember taking such a photo at all. In the photo, she was also not looking at the

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Rosalie thought, “Who took this photo? Why is it here? And this room. Who…

Suddenly, the door opened with a click.

Someone entered the room. Rosalie looked up and found it was Jonathan.

“Looks like you’ve found out on your own that the two rooms are connected, Rosie Jonathan walked forward with a smile, and then he looked at the photo frame in Rosalie’s hand. “How do you think of this photo?”

“Why’s my photo here?” asked Rosalie.

“I asked someone to take it, of course,” said Jonathan. Then he took the photo frame back from Rosalie’s hand and put it on the bedside again. “I miss you so much when I can’t see you, Rosie.”

Jonathan’s tone rose slightly at the end, showing a sense of flirtation.

Rosalie shivered for a second and suddenly asked as if she had thought of something. This is your room?” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“It is.” Jonathan nodded.

Rosalie bit her lips. “Then… Td better not live in your

TOOIL.”

“Why? Didn’t you say that any room is fine? Besides, when we were at the rental home, you slept on the bed and I slept on the ground, and there was no door between us. Why do you mind it now? asked Jonathan.

Rosalie bit her lower lip tightly, and her face flushed slightly. She couldn’t help thinking about the past when they were at the rental home together. At that time, as long as she looked down, she could see Jonathan lying on the ground.

Even the originally quiet and cold room became warm.

At that time, Rosalie could approach Jonathan without any scruples. But now….

“Rosie… Jonathan suddenly bent down with a kind of deep depression in his eyes. “Don’t show such an expression to a man, okay?”

Rosalie was startled and suddenly came back to herself Instinctively, she wanted to step back, but Jonathan’s hand suddenly held around her waist to stop her from stepping back.

“It’s… It’s quite late. Im gonna wash and go to bed,” said Rosalie. Her body was still. She was afraid that Jonathan would kiss her as he did in the rental home…

“Really?” Jonathan gazed at Rosalie.

Jonathan’s eyes were so deep as if he was gonna control Rosalie’s mind. Rosalie quickly lowered her head to avoid meeting his eyes.

Jonathan’s eyes were so beautiful that they seemed to be able to absorb people’s soul and will.

Suddenly, Jonathan loosened his hand and smiled lightly. It’s too late indeed. Go wash, Rosie.”

Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left Jonathan’s room. She went back to the next room and ran into the bathroom.

In front of the mirror of the bathroom sink, Rosalie looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks and lips were rosy and watery. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, looking so charming. No wonder Jonathan just said that she should not look at a man like this.

Rosalie shook her head, turned on the faucet, and cooled down her burning cheek with cold water. Rosalie thought, “What’s wrong with me?! Even if I can’t resist Jonathan, I don’t need to blush like this.”