Chapter 632
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
There used to be a period when Rosalie could fall asleep with the lights turned off. But after breaking up with Jonathan, she needed to turn on the lights to fall asleep.
At this moment, Rosalie closed her eyes and silently counted sheep in her heart, wanting to fall asleep quickly.
But still, she stayed wide awake.
Especially now, there was another person beside her. Even if she closed her eyes, Rosalie could feel Jonathanâs breath, and if she moved her body slightly, she would touch the manâs body.
Even though the bed was huge, it seemed like Rosalie could easily come into contact with Jonathanâs body.
Not sleepy even after counting a thousand sheep, Rosalie opened her eyes.
Because she was lying on her side, a handsome face immediately before her eyes.
Jonathan had his eyes closed, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.
His sharp nose, defined jawline, and sexy lips were pleasant to the eye.
At the moment, the sleeping Jonathan lacked the intimidating aura he always had when he was awake.
He was Jonathan Youngblood, the mighty man in Strico, and he was lying beside her now as her husband. This was something that Rosalie never would have imagined more than a year ago.
Rosalie worriedly thought, âAre we going to fight over whether to proceed with fetal reduction tomorrow at the hospital?â
Suddenly, Rosalieâs gaze fell on Jonathanâs chest.
As the manâs bathrobe was slightly opened, Rosalie spotted a nasty scar on his chest near where his heart was.
Although the scar had faded a lot over the years, she could still imagine how traumatizing and horrifying the experience was, for Rosalie knew Jonathanâs mother did that to him.
Rosalie mused, âHe must have been in a lot of pain back then.â
Rosalie suddenly felt a pain in her hand as she returned to reality.
Only then did she realize that her hand was about to touch the scar on his chest just now, but Jonathan reached out to grab her hand before she could touch it.
His charming yet frosty eyes were looking at her now, while Jonathan had a half-smile on his face.
âWhy? Do you want to get intimate with me now?â
Rosalieâs body trembled, and her face flushed. She immediately denied, âNo, I⦠I was justâ¦â She wondered if she should say that she could not restrain herself earlier.
Rosalie didnât know what explanation she could offer Jonathan.
âDo you know what it means to behave like that just now?â He sneered. âIf you donât want me, stop doing such a misleading thing in the future.â
Rosalie replied, âGot it.â Jonathan released his grip and closed his eyes.
Rosalie blushed. Looking at her free hand, she hurriedly put it back underneath the blanket.
She mused, âOh my god! What was wrong with me just now? Was I going to⦠touch him?â
Rosalie closed her eyes again, trying to calm down.
This time around, she fell asleep relatively quickly.
Jonathan slowly opened his eyes. His gaze landed on the woman sleeping beside him. Her steady breathing told him that she was fast asleep.
She wouldnât know how much willpower he used to grab her hand when she was about to touch him.
earlier.
He was afraid that once she really touched his chest, he would no longer be able to suppress his desire for her!
Jonathan mused, âIâm the one who wants her desperately!â
The doctorâs risk assessment report still recommended reducing the number of babies. After all, this plan was relatively the safest one.
However, in this evaluation report, reducing the number of babies was not the only solution. The doctor also devised a plan to ensure the smooth delivery of the triplets, but it was more dangerous and would cause a certain extent of harm to Rosalieâs body.
The doctor stated the worst part, âIf you risk giving birth to triplets like this, it can harm your uterus.
During delivery, you will be at a higher risk of bleeding out, and once we cannot stop the bleeding in time, we will have to remove your uterus. Are you sure you want to risk having this happen?â
The doctorâs words were very straightforward. After all, for women, the womb was not just about giving birth to a child. Once she lost her womb, in addition to completely losing fertility, it would prematurely age the womanâs body, and she might even need long-term medication in the future.
Yet, Rosalie said without hesitation, âNo problem. Iâm willing to bear the risk.â
Jonathanâs face was solemn. He voiced frostily, âDo the fetal reduction.â
âJon!â Rosalie subconsciously grabbed Jonathanâs hand. âGive the children and me a chance, okay?â
A film of cold sweat was all over her palm, and she gripped Jonathan tight with a hint of nervousness.
There was hope, determination and resolution in Rosalieâs eyes.
It was as though she could do absolutely anything for her babies.
Jonathan suddenly felt that if he refused Rosalieâs request and proceeded with fetal reduction, she might never fall in love with him again for the rest of his life.
âDo I⦠want her to fall for me again?â Jonathan wondered as he stayed silent.
Seeing this, Rosalie bit her lip and put Jonathanâs hand on her abdomen. Although her stomach was still flat, three babies were growing inside her.
âYou are their daddy! In the future, when they are born, you will accompany them as they grow. It would be unfair to sacrifice any one of them. No one in this world should sacrifice themselves for someone else!â Rosalie continued, âOur children are developing well without any problem. I canât accept fetal reduction right now. Neither can they! Jon, Iâm not taking my life lightly. If my body canât bear it in the future, or if the kids are sick, I will accept the advice given by the doctor and do whatâs best for us. But now, I want to fight for them and me!â
Rosalie enunciated her words in a soft yet determined tone..
Jonathan felt his palm burning. Rosalie was carrying three babies in her body. She was pregnant with his children.
Even if he didnât care about the babies, Jonathan anticipated the birth of his children because Rosalie was their mother. However, his hope was nothing compared to Rosalieâs safety.