Chapter 931
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
Looking into her sonâs eyes, she could not help but be scared. His gaze was sharp and calm as if he could see through her at any time, and it seemed to be a silent condemnation of her back then.
âThe doctor said that you will be hospitalized for about a week. Weâll go back to Lofbury after that. No one will know about this,â Connor said.
Kaylie nodded gently. Thinking that she wouldnât come back to Strico in the future after returning to Lofbury this time, she said, âConnor, before we leave, I want to go to Lucianâs grave and have a look.
Throughout my life, the person I owe the biggest apology to is him. I want to apologize to him in person.â
âLetâs talk about it with Rosalie then. It should be fine,â Connor said. âYou just have to control your emotions and donât let them notice anything.â
At that moment, someone carefully handed over a bottle of blood sample to Carlos in the laboratory of the hospital. âHereâs what you asked for.â
âGood. Donât let anyone know about this,â Carlos warned.
âYes, I understand,â the other party answered.
Carlos took the blood sample and went back to the car. He dialed Jonathanâs phone number. âMr.
Youngblood, I have the blood sample.â
âOkay, letâs go as planned,â Jonathan said coldly and then ended the call. His dark eyes fell on the stack of documents in front of him.
They were the information on Kaylie. Kaylieâs full name was Kaylie Cook. He recalled that this name was not his motherâs name, but she had the same last name as his mother. That was the last name he hated.
Strangely, the oldest information that could be investigated was 25 years ago. It was said that computers were not widely available back then, so a lot of information was not retained and could not be found.
â25 years agoâ¦â he thought.
The information also stated that 25 years ago, Kaylie had been in and out of the cosmetic surgery hospital many times. It was said that it was because of a robbery that the gangster disfigured her face, so she had to undergo plastic surgery.
However, the photos before plastic surgery could not be found at all, and even the archives in the hospital were gone as if they had been deliberately removed.
âKaylie Cook⦠Is she the woman Iâm looking for?â Jonathan wondered.
Despite the lack of concrete evidence at present, the information gathered from these investigations only served to intensify his suspicions.
That was why he had asked Carlos to go to the hospital and get Kaylieâs blood sample. As long as he tested her DNA, he could know the real result.
He could tell if this woman was his mother.
Knock! Knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Jonathan came back to his senses and found that he had been lost in thought. A sense of fear rose in his heart.
âWhat am I afraid of? Am I afraid that Mrs. Smuckler is really my mother who abandoned me? Am I afraid of facing that woman again? Or am I actually afraid of Rosieâs choice? What will she do when the time comes?â Jonathan wondered.
âCome in.â Jonathan put away the documents on the table.
When the door was pushed open and Rosalie walked in, Jonathan was stunned. He had been thinking about Rosalie just now.
âWhy are you here?â Jonathan got up and walked forward.
âI came from the hospital and sent the kids to their classes, so I thought Iâd drop by to see you,â Rosalie said. âMrs. Smucklerâs operation went well. The doctor said that she could be discharged in a week.â
âReally?â Jonathan said indifferently.
09:01 âIf youâre free, accompany me to the hospital to see Mrs. Smuckler,â Rosalie said. âSpeaking of which, you havenât seen them since the first day.â
âDo you really want me to interact more with them?â Jonathan asked.
âTo me, theyâre like family. They took care of Jen and me when we were in Lofbury. I sure hope you get along with them, and you can only build a relationship with them if you interact with them more,â
Rosalie said.
âWhat if I say that I can never get along with them?â Jonathan asked abruptly.
Rosalie was stunned. âWhatâs wrong? You donât like Mr. and Mrs. Smuckler?â
âNo. I just want to ask who you will help if we canât coexist peacefully,â Jonathan said.
Rosalie smiled. âIf you guys canât coexist peacefully, then weâll just live our own lives. Theyâll go back to Lofbury. If I want to see them in the future, I will go to Lofbury by myself. Jon, I wonât ask you to please the people I like for me.â
After all, Connor and Kaylie had been kind to Rosalie, but not Jonathan. Jonathan could treat them like family, but if Jonathan couldnât, Rosalie wouldnât force Jonathan.
Jonathanâs eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes darkened when he saw Rosalieâs smile.
If everything was exactly what Jonathan had guessed, Connor and Kaylie might not be able to go back to Lofbury smoothly, and Rosalie would have to choose a side.
âPromise me that no matter what happens in the future, you wonât stand against me.â Jonathan stared at Rosalie.
âWhy would I stand against you?â Rosalie smiled and stroked Jonathanâs cheek with her inflexible finger. âJon, I will stand by you no matter what!â
Jonathan looked around and then smiled. His smile was beautiful. âWell, remember what you said to me today, okay?â
âOkay, Iâll remember. I wonât forget it!â Rosalie said as though comforting a restless child. Jonathan raised his hand and gently pulled Rosalieâs hand to his lips and kissed it.
Perhaps it was for the best that the end result was not his guess.
âRosalie, I will be discharged from the hospital in two days. Connor and I have bought tickets to go back, but before we go back, I want to visit your father-in-lawâs grave and pay my respects. After all, we see you as a daughter and we see him as an in-law,â Kaylie said.
Rosalie was a little surprised. After all, Connor and Kaylie had already paid their respects to Lucian in the memorial hall last time. Yet, they wanted to visit Lucianâs grave now.
âHis grave is over at the Youngblood familyâs private cemetery. Outsiders are not allowed to enter,â
Rosalie said, looking troubled.
âReally?â There was obvious disappointment in Kaylieâs tone.