Chapter 945
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
âLillian is my best friend. If she faces a problem, I will help her no matter what,â Rosalie said.
Soon, the reports about the blood tests came out, and the medical experts that were arranged by Jonathan urgently held a consultation with Lillian.
When Lillian woke up, she knew that something must be wrong with the progesterone shot given by the community hospital.
There was an additional component in her blood that made her heart beat faster, thus affecting the fetusâ heartbeat. Usually, that would cause the fetus in the womb to die as a result.
âHow could it be? Why is there something wrong with the progesterone shot?â In disbelief, Lillian covered her abdomen nervously with both hands and murmured, âMy babyâ¦â
âThe baby is fine at the moment, but we still need to observe it. The progesterone shot was administered directly into the bloodstream, and it will cause a direct impact,â Rosalie said, trying to downplay the issue as much as possible.
âWhy is this happening? Whatâs wrong with the progesterone shot?â Lillian burst into tears. At that moment, she was more concerned about her childâs well-being than her health.
It wasnât until then that she realized the importance of her baby to her.
Rosalie guaranteed, saying, âI will find out whatâs going on! For now, the most important thing for you is to rest well. Donât cry. Itâs not good for your health. Rest well, and your baby will get through this ordeal.â Lillian quickly wiped her tears. âOkay, I wonât cry. Iâll have a good rest. I wonât let anything happen to the baby.â
Rosalie waited until she fell asleep before leaving the hospital. Meanwhile, Jonathanâs car was parked outside the hospitalâs entrance.
Jonathan got out of the car and walked toward Rosalie. âAre you going back now?â
âYes.â A hint of weariness appeared between Rosalieâs brows. She continued, âWhy are you here?
Didnât I say that I could go back by myself?â
âI want to pick you up. Are you tired?â He asked.
âA little,â she replied.
They got in the car, and Jonathan asked, âHow is Lillian now?â
âThereâs nothing to worry about Lillian. With proper treatment, we can eliminate the effect of the drug.
However, we are unsure about the impact on the baby. We need to observe it again,â Rosalie said.
âItâs Madeline,â Jonathan said coldly.
âWhat?â Rosalieâs eyes widened in surprise. She continued, âMadeline? Have you found out it was her?â âWell, itâs not difficult to find out about this. Nonetheless, Madeline managed to hide herself ahead of time. We are unable to find her at the moment,â responded Jonathan.
A fierce determination flashed in Rosalieâs eyes as she thought, âHow dare Madeline do this to Lillian? I will never let her get away with this!â
âCan you locate her?â Rosalie asked.
âAs long as she hasnât left Strico, I can track her down eventually. It will take some time, though.â
Jonathan saw the rare anger on Rosalieâs face and asked, âAre you infuriated about what happened to Lillian?â
âOf course. How could Madeline use such despicable means against Lillian? Itâs evident that she intended to threaten the childâs life using that injection. Doesnât she realize how important a child is to a mother?â Rosalie spoke angrily.
Jonathan lowered his eyes. A sardonic smile tugged at the corners of his lips. âSome mothers treat their child as a disposable tool that can be discarded at any time, though.â
Rosalie was stunned, realizing that her words had once again reminded him of his own mother.
âMrs. Smuckler has been regretful all these years. She has been missing you dearly,â Rosalie said.
âDonât mention her again. I donât want to hear about her,â Jonathan interrupted her.
08.57 D She hesitated to reply. In the end, she chose to keep mum.
When they returned to the Youngblood residence, the two children were already asleep. Rosalie and Jonathan went to the bedroom. As Jonathan was changing his clothes, the scar on his chest entered her line of sight.
She could feel a sharp pain in her heart. The obvious scar represented the injuries that he had endured in the past.
With current medical technology, the scar could have been easily removed with laser treatments.
However, Jonathan chose to retain the scar on his body. It was as if he was trying to remind himself of the hurt inflicted by his mother in the past.
âJon, will you truly be happy like this?â Rosalie asked abruptly.
âWhat?â He turned to look at her.
She walked up to him and gently ran her hand over the scar on his chest. âIt seems like youâve never truly let go of the past. Are you really happy?â
His body tensed, and he gazed at her with an unreadable expression. âWhy? Are you trying to plead for her again?â
âI wish Mrs. Smuckler could get her treatment, but I hope that you can truly let go of the past as well. Or else, you will never be happy,â she replied.
âI will let go of the past when she receives the punishment that she deserves,â said Jonathan. He pulled her hand away and went into the bathroom.
Rosalie took out her phone and looked at the message she had received today with a frown.
Last time, she had asked Calvinâs men to locate the whereabouts of Connor and Kaylie. She had just been informed that they had found them in a shabby apartment. It was not far from the street where Jonathanâs father Lucian died.
Kaylie was currently in a poor condition. She was running on a high fever and on the brink of losing consciousness at any time.
Around the apartment, there were Jonathanâs men guarding. She also ensured that both of them would receive three meals a day.
Rosalie frowned. She thought, âAt this critical point, I have to send Mrs. Smuckler to the hospital.
Otherwise, it could truly be a matter of life and death! I donât want Mrs. Smuckler to die and Jonâs hands to be stained with the blood of his mother. If that happens, it would be tragic. Nothing can be done if Mrs. Smuckler passes away. He wouldnât have a chance to make amends, even if he wanted to.â
Back then, Kaylieâs mistake led to the death of Lucian, Jonathanâs father. Even though she regretted it for years, it was already too late.
Thinking of that, Rosalie finally replied to the person with determination before putting her phone away.
She walked straight to the bathroom and opened the door.
A mist clouded her vision, and she heard the sound of running water.
Under the shower head, Jonathanâs lean and fit body caught Rosalieâs attention. There seemed to be a flicker of curiosity in his dark eyes.
Rosalie hurried forward, putting her arms around his neck. With that, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him affectionately.
The warm water flowed down, simultaneously drenching her entire body.