Chapter 935
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
Connor wanted to stop Jonathan, but there were bodyguards around Jonathan. Connor couldnât get close to Kaylie at all.
Rosalie also wanted to step forward, but Jonathan still held her hand tightly, and she couldnât walk over.
âJon!â Rosalie said hurriedly.
âDonât beg for her!â Jonathan said in a low voice as if he was warning and begging.
Rosalie got choked up and looked at Jonathanâs eyes, which seemed to be covered with fog. She felt that something was stuck in her throat, and she couldnât say anything.
She didnât know what kind of trauma his mother had left on him, considering his hatred for his mother survived his fatherâs death.
Even the scar on his chest was left by his mother.
Once upon a time, Rosalie had hated Jonathanâs mother for abandoning the man who loved her so much.
If Kaylie hadnât left like that, Jonathan would not have had a painful childhood, and his father wouldnât have chosen death.
However, when Kaylie turned out to be the same woman who had been taking care of her and Jennifer for years, Rosalie felt conflicted.
Kaylieâs kindness and gentleness were unlike Rosalieâs terrible impression of Jonathanâs mother.
In the past, Kaylie would often say, âWe only need enough money to live a good life. Whatâs most important is that our family is safe and sound.â
Yet, the same woman had been willing to bet everything to join a prominent family and abandoned her family after she had failed.
âJust kneel to my father and see if he will forgive you!â Jonathan said coldly.
The two bodyguards were about to press Kaylieâs head on the ground.
âIâll apologize to Lucian myself!â Kaylie said.
The two bodyguards then looked at Jonathan. Upon seeing that Jonathan didnât respond, they released her arms.
Kaylie began to grovel before the tombstone. The sound of groveling made an especially loud noise in the cemetery.
âJonathan, just forgive your mother!â Connor shouted at Jonathan, âShe has been living a hard life all these years! Every day, she regrets leaving you and your father like that. Back then, her feet were broken, and her face was disfigured. Those were already the punishments she deservedâ¦â
No matter what Connor said, Jonathan was still indifferent. He just watched Kaylie grovel constantly.
Upon seeing his wifeâs forehead bleed, Connor said to Rosalie anxiously, âRosie, she is Jonathanâs mother, but she is also your close friend. Please, ask her to stop!â
He knew that his wifeâs guilt would keep driving her if Jonathan didnât tell her to stop.
Rosalie was stunned. The next moment, she felt Jonathanâs fingers around her wrist tightening.
âJonathanâ¦â She lowered her eyes and looked at his hand. She knew that Jonathan would never want her to plead for his mother.
However, he couldnât ignore Connorâs request, either.
Without Connor, her life in Strico would have been much harder, and Jennifer wouldâve suffered more.
Kaylie had helped her a lot, too. When she was busy with work, it was Kaylie who took care of Jennifer.
Jon! Please, ask Mrs. Smuckler to stop!: Rosalie finally raised her head and said to Jonathan, âSheâs only discharged from the hospital. Her body canât handle this. I know you hate her. If you want her to atone for her sins, you can do it in other ways!â
Jonathan slowly turned his head and looked into Rosalieâs eyes. âSo, you still want to beg for her, right?â She gritted her teeth and spat out the word âyes.â
âYou should know what she did to me and my father!â he continued, looking at her with disappointment.
and sadness.
Rosalie felt that his gaze was like an invisible mountain, pressing on her chest heavily and suffocating her.
âI know. I know everything, but Mr. Smuckler and Mrs. Smuckler are very kind to me. Jon, please let her stop first. Mrs. Smuckler isnât the same person as she was before,â Rosalie said.
âWhat if I donât agree?â Jonathanâs voice became colder and colder. âShouldnât the person you love and care about most be me? Yet, youâre pleading for a woman who almost killed me!â
âIâ¦â
âYou can plead for anyone, but she is the only one that you canât!â Jonathan swore to never forgive Kaylie the night Lucian died from coldness.
Rosalie looked at Jonathan blankly. Her throat was extremely dry, and every word seemed to be stuck in her throat.
At that moment, Connor suddenly exclaimed. Rosalie hurriedly looked over and saw Kaylie leaning to one side. After a while, Kaylie struggled to straighten up again and continued to grovel.
Upon seeing that, Connor directly kneeled before Jonathan and said, âJonathan, please spare your mother. Iâll atone for her sins!â
With that, Connor also groveled directly.
After seeing that, Rosalie hurriedly shouted, âDonât do that, Mr. Smuckler!â
However, Connor didnât stop.
Rosalie was anxious, but she couldnât do anything. The only thing she could do wasâ¦
She fell to her knees in front of Jonathan and said, âJon, please, stop Mrs. Smuckler. Donât go any further. If she keeps going on, something bad will really happen!â
Suddenly, Jonathan released his grip on Rosalie. His cold eyes seemed to be stained with sarcasm, while his thin lips curved upward slightly with a touch of melancholy.
âRosie, back then, you kneeled before me for Calvin and Lillian. Now, youâre kneeling before me again for your mentor and the woman who hurt me! How can you do that? If you kneel to me for so many people, do you really think of me as the most important person in your life?â said Jonathan.
âJon, Iâ¦â Rosalie suddenly felt that maybe she had really done something wrong. Even if she pleaded for mercy, she shouldnât do it in that way.
Rosalie thought that maybe kneeling like that would only hurt Jonathan more.