The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 726
Warren sat in the car dispiritedly, watching Amelia pick up Aiden at the
kindergarten from a distance and seeing them walking toward the nearby station hand in hand.
In the past, he had a chance to be with them, but that opportunity was destroyed by himself.
They were in his sight, but he couldn’t get close to them.
He thought he had succeeded in reinstating the York family.
In fact, he was the one who failed the most. The only person he loved didn’t want to see him even after her death.
His son, revenge!
who might have been a healthy child, lost his hearing because of his
Harking back on all that happened in the past was causing him utter agony, and he had no idea when he would stop feeling the
pain.
He reckoned he might have to live with the torment for the rest of his life until the day he died.
Warren raised his hand and pressed it against his heart.
His heart was throbbing painfully.
At night, in the Youngblood family’s manor, Jonathan carefully helped Rosalie back to the bedside after soaking her feet and
applying herbal medicine.
Looking at his careful demeanor, Rosalie couldn’t help laughing. “You don’t have to be so careful. I am not in the stage of feeling
inconvenient to walk now. Besides, the three kids are quite obedient.”
Except at the beginning of her pregnancy, when she vomited more seriously, she basically stopped vomiting after five months.
She was now able to eat well and sleep well.
And according to the current examination results of the hospital, everything was developing in a better direction. The children
were staying well in her belly, so she gradually felt relieved.

But on the contrary, he seemed to be facing a great enemy. Especially when her stomach grew bigger and bigger, he looked
increasingly tense.
On several occasions, when she woke up in the middle of the night with frequent urination, she found that he was not sleeping
but looking at her all the time.
“Why aren’t you sleeping yet? Why are you looking at me like that.” When she asked, he said, “I feel more at ease watching
you.”
Rosalie thought, “So, is he not at ease now? Is he afraid that something will go wrong when I deliver the babies? Perhaps only
after the babies are born can he
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finally feel completely at ease.”
“Go to bed early. You haven’t had a good rest because of Amelia’s matters these days,” Jonathan said.
“Okay,” Rosalie replied.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the bedroom door. Jonathan frowned slightly and then shouted, “Come in.”
The butler pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom. “Mr. and Mrs. Youngblood, a drunk man named Warren is
shouting outside the house, demanding to see Mrs. Youngblood.”
The butler glanced at Rosalie and asked carefully, “Should I call the police?” He thought, “It’s not easy for the Youngblood family
to have a moment of peace now. Mr. and Mrs. Youngblood have just gotten married, and the three children in her belly haven’t
been born yet. I really don’t want any trouble to arise because of a strange man. After all, Mr. Youngblood cares deeply about
Mrs. Youngblood!” “Warren?” Rosalie was stunned and thought, “It’s almost ten o’clock at night now, yet Warren is here to see
me? Not to mention, he’s drunk?”
“I’ll go see him!” Rosalie immediately said and wanted to get out of bed.
“Wait!” Jonathan grabbed her wrist and said. “How about I see him? You should rest early.”
“It’s better for me to meet him. I’m afraid his sudden arrival has something to do with Amelia,” Rosalie said.

Jonathan sighed and said to the butler, “You can ask someone to take Warren to the living room.” Then, he said to Rosalie,
“Even if you want to see him, at least put on your shoes and a piece of outer garment!”
As he spoke, he squatted and knelt in front of her. He held her feet and carefully helped her put on a pair of shoes.
Before leaving, the butler glanced at Jonathan, who was kneeling in front of Rosalie, and sighed.
He thought, “Only Mrs. Youngblood can make Mr. Youngblood behave in this demeanor. People in the Youngblood family are
either too ruthless or too dedicated! Mr. Leonard Youngblood is a ruthless person, but his son and grandson are all dedicated
people. They pour their hearts out for the women they love and are even willing to die for them. I can only hope Mr. Youngblood
doesn’t share his father’s fate. I hope he can spend the rest of his life blissfully with Mrs. Youngblood so that this depressive
household can be filled with more laughter.” Rosalie looked down at Jonathan, who was squatting down to help her put on
shoes. She suddenly felt warm in her heart. To her, the feeling of being cherished by someone was utterly precious.
She couldn’t help but raise her hand and tousled his black hair.
He paused and looked up at her. In an instant, his charming eyes, gleaming with
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affection, met hers.
She felt her heart skipping a beat.
“What’s wrong?” he asked gently, his voice tender like a gentle breeze brushing her
ears.
“I just think you seem to spoil me too much. What should I do when you stop spoiling me one day,” she said with a smile.
“There will never be such a day. I just want to spoil you more.” He wanted to spoil her so much that she couldn’t leave him.
After putting on Rosalie’s shoes, Jonathan an outerwear on her to prevent her from catching a cold.

When they arrived at the hall on the first floor, Warren had been brought in and was shouting in the living room. “Rosalie, I want
to see Rosalie. Let me see her! Rosalie, come out!”
Warren staggered and stammered, obviously drunk.
When Rosalie followed Jonathan downstairs and approached Warren, she smelled the alcohol stench coming from him.
Rosalie frowned and thought, “Oh, my! How much alcohol did Warren drink?”
When Warren saw Rosalie, he immediately dashed toward her.
However, before he could take a few steps forward, Jonathan had already stepped. in front of Warren to prevent him from
approaching his wife again!
“What’s the matter? If you’re looking for Rosalie, you can speak now,” Jonathan said coldly, unhappy with Warren’s action just
now.
After all, Rosalie was pregnant. If no one had stopped Warren, he would’ve lunged forward and bumped into Rosalie.
Warren looked into Jonathan’s eyes.