Chapter 863
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
Since he didnât feel pain, what difference did it make if the wound healed quickly or slowly?
âEven if it doesnât hurt, not treating an injury properly may affect your overall health in the future. For instance, your leg only has a superficial wound this time, but if you hurt your bones and didnât treat it because it doesnât hurt, you might end up walking with a permanent limp.â Rosalie tried to explain using simple words.
Zekiah remained silent, seemingly pondering her words.
Rosalie continued, âWould you like to go to a different home to live with me and Mr. Youngblood? That way, nobody will ever hurt you like this again, and you wonât have to suffer these injuries.â
The young boyâs face suddenly took on a guarded look. His gaze directed at Rosalie changed. He looked fierce, like a small beast ready to pounce at any moment.
At that moment, Rosalie felt as if the boy was looking at her as an enemy, and her heart ached.
Jonathan took a step forward, standing between the boy and Rosalie, as a precaution against any potential aggressive actions.
âWe donât want to separate you from your sister. We just want to give you a better life,â Jonathan stated firmly.
âI wonât leave Karrie!â the boy stubbornly replied, shouting at Jonathan like a small animal warning a much larger beast.
Jonathan stared at the boyâs face, his eyes narrowing as if he were examining the child more closely.
Just then, school ended, and students started coming out. When the boy Karina, he immediately ran to her and hugged her tightly.
saw âI will never leave you,â he said, his expression resolute.
Karina, with her backpack, asked curiously, âWho wants to separate us?â
Zekiahâs eyes turned to Rosalie. At once, Karina ran over to Rosalie. âI thought you were a good person, but you want to separate me and Zeki. Let me tell you, we wonât be separated. Iâll work hard and save money to pay you back for the medical billsâ
âYou can pay me back for the medical bills whenever you can. I donât want to separate you and your brother. I just wanted to adopt your brother to give him better life. Rosalie explained.
âNo need. I will take care of Zeki Karina insisted, holding Zekiah tightly. âI will take good care of him.
Heâs my brother, and he belongs in our family. He wonât +5 vouchers leave us!â
She turned to Zekiah, asking, âZeki, am I right?â
âYes, I only want Karrie to take care of me, Zekiah said firmly.
With the two siblings hugging each other tightly, Rosalie seemed like the villain, and students and parents in the vicinity were staring.
âIt seems this child is not willing, and his sister wonât agree either. Letâs go back,â Jonathan said.
Rosalie sighed and nodded. Before leaving, she told the siblings, âIf you ever need. help, you can call me at this number. I wonât bring up the adoption again since youâre not willingâ
With that, Rosalie handed a piece of paper with her phone number to Karina. After hesitating for a moment, Karina finally accepted it.
Before they left, Jonathan glanced at the boy again, seemingly contemplating something.
Back in the car, Jonathan remained silent, his head bowed. Rosalie finally asked, âWhat are you thinking?â Only then did he suddenly come back to his senses and smile slightly. âNothing. Letâs head back to the Youngblood residence.â
Later that night, a figure arrived at the memorial hall. Jonathan entered the hall and looked at the black and white photograph of his father hanging above.
In the photo, his father had a warm and gentle smile. His deep eyes were filled with a soft radiance, like the warmth of sunlight.
If he were to ignore the radiance in those eyes and just look at the shape of the eyes, they bore a certain resemblance to the boy he had met today, named Zekiah. When he had first seen the child at the amusement park, he had only given him a cursory glance and hadnât observed him closely.
Even though Rosalie had shared some information about the child, it was only today that he had a proper look at the childâs face.
Initially, he hadnât thought much of it, but as time passed, he realized the childâs eyes bore a resemblance to his fatherâs.
However, the gleam in those eyes was different!
He slowly walked into the inner chamber, where a picture of a woman was placed beside his fatherâs tablet. It was the woman who had left him and his father.
The womanâs features had been etched into his mind for many years.
Now, as he looked at the photo of the woman, he couldnât help but notice the resemblance between her and Zekial. The childâs lips, forehead⦠They looked alikel Even the curve of the earlobes was similar!
He wondered. âIs that possible? Could it be as I suspect? Is this child an orphan, adopted by the Burton family? The notion of the child being an orphan seems to fit. If this child is truly connected to my family, why did Mr. Wilmer give the child to the Burton family? Or was it a mere coincidence? Did the Burton family desire a child and formally adopt one? How did the child find his way into an orphanage after leaving Mr. Wilmerâs care?â
At that moment, numerous questions filled his mind, but there was no one to provide the answers.
Jonathanâs lips were pursed. After a moment, he took out his phone to dial a number. âInvestigate a fiveâyearâold boy named Zekiah Burton. I need all the information on his background and the family that adopted him. Additionally, find an excuse to collect a blood sample from the child.â
Regardless of the circumstances, he needed to thoroughly investigate whether his suspicions were correct.
As Jonathan gave these instructions and put his phone away, footsteps approached. He looked up and saw Rosalie coming toward him.
âWhy are you here?â Rosalie asked. She had put the two children to bed and only found out he was at the memorial hall through the housekeeper.
She knew he didnât like coming here unless it was All Soulsâ Day, Thanksgiving, or his fatherâs death anniversary. Usually, he would only come when he was in a bad mood.
Today wasnât any special day, so Rosalie guessed that he was in a bad mood.