Female Novel
Chapter 770
Chapter 770novelbin
Jonathan pondered, “This face and the one I’ve seen on my marriage certificate… looked similar. Andwhat did this little girl call me? Daddy?”
For a moment, Jonathan and Jennifer stared at each other.
At that moment, not only was Jonathan shocked, but so was Carlos. He looked blankly at Jennifer whoholding Jonathan. Carlos mentally remarked, “Oh my goodness! This girl is like a little version ofRosalie! But now that I look closely, she seems to resemble Mr. Youngblood. Could it be this little girl…”
At that moment, Jennifer suddenly frowned and turned to look in Rosalie’s direction. “Mommy, didn’tyou say Daddy would like me very much? Why didn’t Daddy hug me? Did Daddy really like Mommyback then? And he even cried for Mommy, right?”
Jennifer began to have serious doubts about what Rosalie had told her.
The people around Rosalie were sweating profusely, but Rosalie did not answer Jennifer and juststared at Jonathan.
Although Rosalie could not remember why she had left Jonathan and was “dead” in Strico, sheremembered how they had fallen in love and married. Rosalie had promised she would give Jonathan ahome and never leave him.
Rosalie’s eyes welled up with tears, and she walked toward Jonathan step by step. The scenesbetween them from the past flashed in her mind one after another.
Rosalie recalled the first time she had taken Jonathan to her rental home and cooked pasta for him.When she had been sold to Chris by her relatives, Jonathan rushed to town in the middle of the night tosave her. When she was pregnant, Jonathan said, “Let’s get married.”
Jonathan also said, “Rosalie, don’t ever leave me.”
Rosalie had agreed, but she still left Jonathan for five years. At that moment, Rosalie finally stoodbefore Jonathan. Every step she took was difficult.
“Jon, I’m back.” Rosalie’s voice sounded like she was sobbing. She raised her hand. and gently strokedJonathan’s cheek.
Rosalie’s hand touched Jonathan’s slightly cold cheek. It was his temperature. Jonathan was her loveand the man who loved her the most.
No one in the world would love Rosalie more than Jonathan.
Jonathan frowned slightly, subconsciously wanting to avoid Rosalie’s touch. After all, he was not usedto being touched by others. Rosalie’s appearance before him. also made him suspicious.
However, when Rosalie called “Jon”, Jonathan suddenly stiffened and let her hand touch his cheek.
That warm feeling made Jonathan feel familiar. His body even seemed to be
1/3
11:221
instinctively longing for that feeling.
As for the others around them, they all watched the scene in shock.
Agyness’s expression darkened as she pondered, “Mr. Youngblood let someone touch his face. What isthe relationship between this woman and him? What’s happening? Why didn’t he push this womanaway? He even allowed her to touch him like that!”
It was difficult for Agyness to get close to Jonathan. Once, she had deliberately worn a seductivenightgown and found an opportunity to approach Jonathan. She had taken a charming posture andwanted to seduce him.
Back then, before she could touch Jonathan, he had said coldly, “I don’t like people touching mecasually. If you dare, you won’t be able to use your hand
tomorrow.”
Jonathan’s tone had been casual, but his words had been gruesome, sending shivers down the spine.
Back then, Jonathan had not even looked at her. Instead, he lowered his head and read the documentin his hand as if he had not even bothered to look at her.
Agyness had naturally dared not to risk with her hand. After all, she had known that a man likeJonathan was a man of his word.
A man like Jonathan was too arrogant and indifferent as if no one could get close to him.
However, Rosalie approached Jonathan. She even put her hand on Jonathan’s face in public. Agynesswas jealous and shocked, but she waited for Rosalie’s hand to be cut off.
What shocked Agyness even more was when Carlos exclaimed “Mrs. Youngblood!” Agyness wasinstantly stunned. She wondered, “Mrs. Youngblood? Who is Carlos calling? Hasn’t Mr. Youngblood’swife already dead?”
All of a sudden, Agyness shivered and remembered that this “Rosalie” had the same name asJonathan’s deceased wife.
“Could it be that Mrs. Youngblood is…” Agyness pondered. Her eyes widened. She had only beenshocked before, but now she felt like she was going to faint. The color on her face quickly faded.
Agyness said to herself, “No, this woman can’t be Mr. Youngblood’s wife!”
Rosalie looked at Carlos and said, “Mr. Gibson, it’s been a while!” It was like responding to Carlos’sgreeting earlier.
The people around them took a deep breath. Although they had different thoughts, they seemed to becompletely shocked.
Carlos looked at Rosalie with excitement. The miracle they had expected so many
times had come true five years later. “You’re not dead. You’re still alive!”
Rosalie responded, “Yes, I’m not dead. What happened back then…”
Halfway through her words, she suddenly felt a pain in her wrist. Jonathan had grabbed her wrist. Sheturned around and was immediately stunned by those deep, beautiful eyes.
Jonathan’s gaze was all over Rosalie, creating a strong sense of oppression.
“Who are you?” The cold voice came from his thin lips.
Rosalie bit her lip and said, “I’m Rosalie Leighton.”
“Who exactly are you?” Jonathan stared at her as if trying to see through her. Rosalie met Jonathan’sgaze and repeated, “I am your wife, Jon. Don’t you recognize me after five years? Have you everthought of me in the last five years?” Rosalie had forgotten about Jonathan for five years. Shecontinued, “I’m sorry I’ve made you wait for five years. If I could have remembered you earlier, wecould have reunited sooner.” Fortunately, Rosalie did remember him. Five years was not too long. They
could have many more years together in the future. Jonathan fixed his gaze on the familiar face beforehim, the face that once adorned their marriage certificate. When he heard Rosalie’s words “I couldhave remembered you earlier”, a voice echoed in his mind, saying, “If I could have met you earlier, if Ihad known, I would have fallen in love with you. I would never have let you suffer so much, and I wouldnever have been so cold and indifferent…”