Chapter 66


    Only then did Jonathan realize he was still wearing the same attire as he had dinner with his


    grandfather the night before.


    If it were Jon, he naturally couldn’t afford to wear those things.


    But after experiencing what had happened the night before, he did not want to hide his identity


    anymore. After all, he would tell her about his true identity sooner orter. It was just that he did it a


    little earlier now.


    Also, it would be easier for him to protect her after she knew his identity.


    He shed her a smile and said, “Even if I dress differently. I’m still Jon. Isn’t it?”


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    No matter how stu pid Rosalie was, she could feel something wrong at such a time. She found that


    some things were different from what she had imagined.


    “You are not a vagrant, are you?”


    “No, I’m not,” he admitted.


    “Why do you pretend to be a vagrant then?” A feeling of being deceived spontaneously surged


    within Rosalie’s heart. She widened her eyes at Jonathan while tightly grabbing the nket on her


    body. Her fingers were trembling slightly.


    It turned out that the naive and helpless man she thought did not exist, and it was only her wishful


    thinking the entire time.


    Everything Lillian had said was true. She imed Rosalie knew nothing about Jon, yet she had


    taken him home rashly.


    Rosalie could not understand why Jon lived with her in that tiny rental home if he was not a vagrant


    and wondered what such days of living together meant to him.


    “I didn’t pretend to be one. It was you who thought so, and I didn’t correct it,” he exined.


    Rosalie was stunned and did not know how to retort.


    “W-Why do you still live together with me then? You have a family.” She red at him.


    “Because it feels good to live together with you, and… He raised his hand as he spoke and gently


    stroked her messy hair. “It was you who ‘wanted’ me at that time, so I stayed. Wasn’t it?”


    Rosalie bit her lips, and her expression changed.


    Indeed, she was the one who had been taking the initiative since the beginning.


    She pulled the nket on her body aside to get out of bed and leave. However, she lost her bnce


    once her feet touched the floor and fell forward.


    Her legs feel like jelly as if they had no energy.


    Jonathan reached out and caught her. “The drug effect in your body hasn’t been expelled from your


    bodypletely. You felt ufortable all nightst night. I’m afraid you don’t have any strength


    now.”


    After being reminded by him, Rosalie suddenly recalled what had happened the day before. Iler


    uncles had drugged her. and they had taken her to Chris’s house after that.


    Rosalie’s face instantly turned pale. She could remember that they carried her into Chris’s room,


    and Chris rushed toward her after they closed the door.


    “Last night… Her lips trembled, and her whole body was shaking,


    Jonathan looked down at the woman in his arms. At that moment, she looked like a weak animal,


    seemingly fragile, vulnerable, and pitiful.


    It made others couldn’t help but want to protect her at all costs.


    Many people scolded him for being ruthless and heartless, and he did not expect himself would


    have the urge to protect her. “It’s okay. The thing you were afraid of didn’t happenst night. It was


    still in time when I rushed over,” Jonathan said.


    “It was really him. He saved me!” Rosalie eximed inwardly when she heard that


    Rosalie raised her head and looked at the face before her in a daze. At the thought of the man


    having not gone to town with her the day before, she asked, “But why were you there to save me?”


    “Rosie, have you forgotten? It was you who called me and asked me to save you. Luckily, I made it.”


    He smiled faintly.


    Hearing the man had traveled more than 60 miles to save her in time after receiving her call,


    Rosalie felt a sense of indescribable shock in her heart.


    As Jonathan spoke, he carried Rosalie back to the bed and carefully tucked her in. “But your hand


    was scratched by a mirror shard, Rosie. I guess it will take some time for your hand to recover. If


    there’s a scar after this, I will find the best doctor to


    help you remove it.”


    Only then did Rosalie notice that her right hand was wrapped in gauze. There were too many


    shocking things earlier that she had not felt the dull pain in her right hand.


    “How much could you remember about the incident yesterday?” Jonathan asked solemnly.


    Rosalie bit her lip slightly before telling Jonathan what had happened during the New Year’s Eve


    dinner the night before. without hiding anything


    Jonathan’s face was gloomy. He could not believe Rosalie’s rtives could be so bold as to sell her


    to a dimwit


    He would never let go of anyone who wanted to set her up.


    Just then, Jonathan’s phone suddenly rang. After seeing the caller ID, he slightly knitted his brows


    and said to Rosalie, “Well, I did lie to you about my identity. I can do whatever you want as an


    apology. However, we’re in the hospital now. You should take good care of yourself first. I’ll go get


    the doctor now.”


    With that, Jonathan walked out of the ward and ordered Carlos, who was staying outside the ward.


    “Rosalie is awake. Please get the doctor to check her condition.”


    Only then did Jonathan answer the phone. Leonard’s voice rang out from the other end of the line.


    “Why did it take you so long to pick up the phone?”


    “I’m busy,” Jonathan replied indifferently.


    “Does it have anything to do with the woman you savedst night?” Leonard got straight to the


    point.


    Jonathan was not surprised that Leonard had found out what had happened the night before. After


    all, he had been in a hurry at that time and had informed the police in the town in advance.


    It could be said he had gone to such lengths for Rosalie. Moreover, the Foster family and Rosalie’s


    rtives were still detained at the police station in the town. Too many traces were left behind, and


    it would be a piece of cake for Leonard to find out something.


    “What’s your rtionship with that woman now? Leonard’s voice turned cold as he spoke.


    “Sort of someone I want to protect, so please leave her alone,” Jonathan answeredzily.


    “Don’t forget how your father died! Or do you want to follow your father’s path?” Leonard’s voice


    suddenly became louder. Jonathan’s face immediately darkened. All about his father was like a


    taboo to him.


    “I didn’t forget that. Grandpa, I’m not my father. I won’t go all out for a woman, so you don’t have