Chapter 681
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
In the end, Rosalie had to comfort Jonathan after her injection. âAll right, Iâm fine. Itâs just an injection, and it doesnât hurt much.â
At that moment, Jonathanâs eyes turned slightly red. He thought, âHow could it not hurt?â He had asked the doctor and found out that the longer and more times the injections were taken, the more painful it would be.
âOkay, be good. Didnât you tell me not to be sad just now? Why do you look like you are about to cry now? Weâre going to attend the class soon,â Rosalie said.
As she spoke, she patted Jonathanâs shoulder and caressed his head.
The nurse who was still in the injection room watched the scene in front of her in shock. She thought, âIs this⦠the famous Mr. Youngblood in Strico, who is decisive and ruthless? But why does he look like⦠um, a puppy that wants to be hugged and kissed by his master? And his master⦠naturally isâ¦â
The nurse sneaked a glance at Rosalie.
Only Rosalie could do such a thing to Jonathan. Jonathanâs marriage with an unknown woman was only circulated within the hospital, and there was no such news in public.
At first, many medical staff in the hospital had talked about it, saying that Rosalie had probably forced Jonathan to get married because she was pregnant.
But now it seemed that was not the case at all. Compared to the three babies in Rosalieâs belly, Jonathan seemed to care more about Rosalie. Even when she got an injection, he seemed reluctant for her to bear the pain.
When Rosalie and Jonathan arrived in the classroom, Rosalie found that there seemed to be more people, at least more than when she had first attended the class.
And somehow, Rosalie felt that when she and Jonathan walked into the classroom, the initially noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and many people looked toward them in unison.
âAm I hallucinating?â she thought. Then, she asked Jonathan, âJon, do you think there are more people here than before?â
âYes. A bit more,â Jonathan said calmly. He took Rosalieâs hand and walked toward their usual seats.
Although more people were in the classroom, no one sat in those two seats.
When the two of them approached, everyone noticed their red eyes, as if they had just cried.
Everyone couldnât help but shiver. No one could imagine the scene of Jonathan crying. âIf Mr.
Youngblood cries, Strico would probably be in trouble!â they thought.
09:33 The red eyes indeed made peopleâs imaginations run wild.
Rosalie also looked at Jonathanâs slightly red eyes at that moment. âYour eyes are⦠still red. People who donât know about it might think Iâve bullied you.â Jonathan murmured, âThe only one who can bully me is you, anyway.â âI⦠I wonât bully you.â Her face blushed inexplicably.
âI wonât mind even if you bully me.â He stared at her intently and said, âBut no matter how you bully me, just donât leave me.â
His words somehow made her feel as if something had weighed heavily on her heart. He seemed to have some uneasiness.
âBut⦠what is he worried about?â she wondered. They were married, and their relationship was quite good now. She felt like they were gradually returning to the warm time in the past.
She held his face with both hands and said seriously, âI will never leave.â
When Jonathan heard that, his eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips slowly curled into a faint smile.
His smile was so beautiful that she almost lost herself in it.
The surrounding onlookers were stunned at that moment.
âOh, God! This woman is holding Mr. Youngbloodâs face in her hands, and Mr. Youngblood even lets her⦠hold it like that!â some people thought.
âWhatâs more, Mr. Youngblood is smiling. Such a smile cannot be seen elsewhere! Itâs like, in Mr.
Youngbloodâs eyes, there is only that woman! All his smiles and warmth are only for her!â the others thought.
Although many women were already married and pregnant, they all looked at Rosalie with envy at that moment.
Those who knew Jonathanâs identity were especially envious of Rosalie.
Now, the news media hadnât announced Jonathanâs marriage, but these people knew that none of those famous socialites would be able to surpass Rosalie in the socialite circle in Strico in the future.
When Rosalie came back to her senses, she found herself holding Jonathanâs face in front of everyone, and her face suddenly turned red. She quickly put down her hands in embarrassment and pretended to be ready to listen to the lecture. During the class, the expert asked some of them to demonstrate on stage. Rosalie looked at the two expectant fathers who demonstrated on the stage and said, âThese two people look familiar. I seem to have seen them somewhere.â Jonathan responded, âMaybe youâve seen them on the news. One of them is the CEO of Horizon Real Estate, and the other is the person in charge of Newnet.â Rosalie was startled. She then looked at the two people again, and it seemed that it was really them. When she browsed the web, she sometimes came across news about those two, and such news usually came with some photos. That was why 09:331 they looked familiar to her.
Although Rosalie knew that this hospital was an expensive private maternity hospital in Strico, and people who came here were usually those with good financial conditions, she still found it ridiculous that just any two expectant fathers who happened to demonstrate on the stage were both big shots from large companies.
Rosalie couldnât help but joke, âAmong the people who attend the class, do you think there are any other CEOs, bosses, and chairmans? If there are more, they can all get together for a table of poker and discuss business.â
âItâs not just a table, but probably three or four tables.â Then Jonathan started giving Rosalie information about some of the people there. âHere are also the CEO of Deli Gourmet, the person in charge of Aerospace Group, the general manager of the Strico branch of Island Tourism Groupâ¦â
Those groups and companies that Jonathan mentioned were all from prominent backgrounds, and that was what he saw when he walked in and glanced around just now. As for whether there were directors of some small companies among them, he didnât know.