Chapter 631
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
âWhy are you crying?â Jonathan frowned and approached Rosalie.
Rosalie sniffed. âJust now⦠Lillianâs parents called me and said that Lillian had been transferred to another hospital. Thanks for everything.â She thanked the man sincerely.
Then came Jonathanâs placid reply. âSince itâs my promise to you, Iâll naturally fulfill it. Thereâs no need for thanks. After all, youâre going to marry me because of Lillian, isnât it?â
As he spoke, he took a bath towel and dried his wet hair.
Rosalie took a deep breath and stepped forward on her own volition. âLet me⦠help you with this.â In the past, whenever he washed his hair, he had always liked to have her dry it for him.
Jonathanâs body stiffened slightly as he looked up at her. His dark eyes appeared a little deep behind the wet bangs in front of his forehead. âAre you trying to please me?â
Rosalie said, âJust take it as that. Even if Lillian was the reason for our marriage, I donât wish for our marriage to change for the worse. Besides, if youâre not going to divorce me, it means that weâd be sticking together for a lifetime, right? You donât want our marriage to stay cold all our life, do you?â The guy kept silent. After a short while, he handed her the towel in his hands.
âBend down a bit,â ordered Rosalie. Given his towering figure, she could not reach his head to dry his hair if he did not bend over.
He stared at her with his black eyes and then slowly bent down until their lines of sight were on the same level.
All of a sudden, their faces closed into one another as they looked each other in the eye. Rosalie could vividly see her own reflection in those dark pupils of his.
Just like that, Jonathan stared straight at the lady as if he could not bear to miss the slightest change of expression on her face. With a proximity that close, he seemed to be able to see her through, so to speak. All Rosalie felt next was her cheek slightly hot. Almost subconsciously, she covered the manâs head with the towel, covering his gaze altogether.
She held the towel in her hands and wiped his wet hair bit by bit. At that moment, it was as though her imagination had brought her back in time to relive the past.
âBy tomorrow, the hospital would issue the risk assessment report, but⦠Jon, I really donât want to lose any of the three children. Every one of them is a life. If any of them dies in my tummy like this, or rather⦠if at the end of the day, that baby turns into a pile of medical waste during labor, I donât know how I should face it.â
Rosalie thought that she might even regret for life that she failed to save that kid.
âYour body just isnât made for giving birth to triplets,â uttered Jonathan coldly. âIf the doctor still advises a birth reduction in tomorrowâs risk assessment report, Iâll push you onto the operating table myself even if itâs against your wish.â
That would make sense, for he could not bear having the possibility of losing her, not even a chance he would take.
âIâll refuse you, by then. The law in this era has no right to force me to accept a birth reduction, and I wonât let anyone lay a finger on my babies!â said Rosalie.
For Rosalie, it was a bet that she had to wager. âI may agree to the idea of giving birth to the other twins safely if thereâs no risk in reducing the number of births. But the thing is, the other twins must also be put at a much higher risk compared to the usual fetal reduction surgeries. I dare not take this risk!â
Jonathan suddenly pulled off the towel on his head and glared at the woman in front of him. âDo you realize what will happen if your body canât bear all three children?â
âAt the very least, though, my body should be able to pull through the days shy of four months!â Rosalie glared at Jonathan without averting her eyes. âAs long as I can hold on and make it to the 28th week, even 11:16 if the baby is delivered early with a cesarean section by then, itâll still be possible for the child to survive, right?â
With the financial resources of the Youngblood family, even if the baby was born prematurely, it would inevitably receive the best care, and the chance of its survival would be greatly improved.
âBut have you ever thought about how your body would be?â Jonathan raised his voice unwittingly.
âSince weâre all taking risks, I want to take the risk with my children. Iâm their mommy, so thereâs no way I stay safe and sound while letting them take the risk on their own.â
When Jonathan heard the word âmommy,â his whole body suddenly stiffened.
Once upon a time, his own mother had left him out in the cold when he was badly injured.
That woman in front of him, however, was willing to take huge risks for the sake of her own children.
Rosalie and Jonathanâs mother were poles apart, which made Jonathan wonder should Rosalie become a mother herself, Rosalie would surely be a dutiful one. He figured that their children would never turn out to be like him back then.
âJon, I really want to keep all our three children. You may say that Iâm too idealistic, or that Iâm too emotional and irrational, but⦠You could never understand how desperate I was when the doctor deduced that I might be infertile for life. I feared that Iâd be the only one left in this world eventually without a family! But now, I finally have three more kids, three more family members of my own flesh and blood. I really⦠canât let any of them go. I know thereâll be risks, but I want to go all out and fight for myself and our babies!â
Rosalie poured out all her thoughts in her heart without any concealment. On top of that, her eyes were shining with a sort of firm determination.
âYouâre willing to put your own life on the line for the sake of the children, is it?â Jonathanâs voice rang out faintly.
âYes!â Rosalie answered without hesitation.
âSo, youâ¦â Jonathan abruptly stopped making a sound. The rest of his speech seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he could not bring himself to finish his sentence.
âI what?â Rosalie blinked in confusion.
âNothing.â Jonathan looked away on that note. At that fleeting moment earlier, he had gotten so impulsive that he wanted to ask Rosalie if she would also risk her life for him.
âWhat was I expecting there? Did I actually wish for her to do the same for me?â Jonathan asked himself. It was nothing more than a ridiculous thought.
Even if Rosalie was willing to stay with Jonathan and cater to the marriage they shared, she would only be doing it for the childrenâs sake and to give the kids a happy family.
âItâs getting late. Itâs time to sleep. Weâll talk about the baby tomorrow when we go to the hospital!â
suggested Jonathan in an icy tone.
The lights were not turned off. Just like that, the two of them lay on the bed as the warm rays filled the room.
Rosalie knew that it was Jonathan accommodating her habit: to leave the light on so that she could fall into slumber.