Chapter 316

Once someone coveted it, he would suffer a fiercest counterattack.

Lillian rolled her eyes and complained in her heart, “How could you call it a comfort?!” Then she said, “What if that’s the case? What if Rosalie and Jonathan couldn’t fall in love with each other, or she should accidentally annoy him? Then how do you think Jonathan would treat her?”

After all, there was always a chance for that.

Callum smiled, hooked his fingers, and flicked Lillian’s forehead, “Oh, I think you drastically underestimated your friend. I’m afraid the humbler one between the two of them might be Jonathan.”

Lillian was stunned with her mouth wide open in surprise. It seemed that “humble” never had a place in the vocabulary of Jonathan.

“Are you just kidding?” Lillian stammered.

“Please, it looks like I am kidding?” Callum said, “I’m afraid your friend will be the one who takes the initiative. So you don’t have to think too much about something.”

In an emotional world, the person who loved more was always at the mercy of the other. Obviously, Jonathan was the one who loved more than Rosalie.

Just like him and her… Callum looked at the woman in front of him. In their relationship, she thought he was revenging her, but only he himself knew the truth.

In fact, he was just begging for her love.

In an emotional world, he was at the mercy of her. No matter how unwilling he was, he was still willing to be at the mercy of her.

She was in control of his joys and sorrows, always leaving him faltering and uneasy.

Just because… He loved her. Unconsciously he had been deep in love with her….

When Rosalie got off work on Saturday, Jonathan came to pick her up.

“I’ll take you to a place,” he said.

“Where?” She was confused.

“You will naturally know when you get there,” he said.

When she followed him to the place he just mentioned, she found that it was her former apartment which her father and stepmother were going to sell.

She wondered inwardly, “He took the key and opened the door of the apartment, so it meant…” “Did you buy this apartment?” she asked in surprise.

”

“Yeah,” he said. “After all, it’s full of memories of you and your mother here.”

Rosalie bit her lips and said, “Actually, you don’t have to buy this apartment for me…”

The next moment, he put his fingers against her lips and interrupted her, “The cost of buying this apartment is nothing to me at all, but it can help you keep memories. Even if you don’t like it, you can just leave it there.”

Her lips clearly felt the temperature of his fingers.

She gently pulled down his hand and said, “Thank you.” She knew that he did all this for her.

“There should be some stuff of your mother’s. Take a look,” Jonathan said.

Rosalie was shocked and thought, “My mother’s stuff?!”

She followed him into one of the rooms, which used to be her room. After she was imprisoned, it became a utility room. She walked into the room, only to find that the stuff in the room had not moved away except for those sundries. Now this room looked more like the one before she was imprisoned.

If there was anything left by her mother… She remembered that she packed all her mother’s stuff in a box under the bed. Rosalie walked to the bedside and dragged the box out from underneath the bed.

“Let me help you!” Jonathan squatted down and dragged the box outside for Rosalie.

Instantly dust rose in the room and dirtied his clothes.

“Sorry,” she said. She knew he was actually very fussy about cleanliness. He barely let himself get dirty except for the period of life she lived with him in a rental home.

“You don’t have to say sorry for this. Isn’t it what a man should do for his woman?” Jonathan said.

His woman… These words made Rosalie blush shyly. But soon, all her attention was focused on the box in front of her.

The clothes and headdresses left by her back then, the paintings her mother drew with her, and the little toys bought by her mother for her were all put into this box when she got older.

But unfortunately, when her mother died, she was still too young. Most of her mother’s belongings were lost. When she got older, only a few things about her mother were preserved.

Rosalie opened the box and looked at the familiar stuff in it. Her eyes turned red.

They were still here… still here!

When she came out of prison, she once wanted to take these things away but wasn’t allowed by her father. Even the album of her and her mother’s photos was nearly burnt when she finally got it.

She thought that all these things might have been thrown away by her father and she could never get them back again.

Unexpectedly, they reappeared in front of her again.

Tears gushed from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

Jonathan frowned slightly and raised his hand to gently wipe her tears, saying, “I don’t mean to make you cry.”

Her tears made him heartbroken every time he saw them.

“It’s that I’m so happy to see the stuff again,” Rosalie said, still with tears in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly upward as if she was happy as she had just said herself!

He hooked his fingers under her chin and bent over to kiss the tears on her face. “Then you can just smile but don’t shed tears. Rosie, I hope you can smile more.”

“Okay,” she sniffed and tried to stop her tears. Then she wrapped her hands around his neck and said, “Thank you, Jon.”

“But you have just thanked me already,” he said.

“I have, but it’s different from what I just did,” Rosalie said. “If it weren’t for you, perhaps I wouldn’t have seen the stuff left by my mother again in my life. It was you who helped me find them again.”

“I just want you to be happy,” Jonathan said, as he would do whatever he could to make her happy.

“I’m very happy.” Rosalie took the initiative to kiss his lips, trying to pass on her joy, her gratitude, and her love to him with each of his kisses.

He passively received her kisses and just let himself be cuddled by her.

As for the kiss, he was willing to let her take the initiative and cooperate with everything she did.

In this world, she was the only one who could do this to him!