Chapter 75


    This used to be aforting gesture between them. In the past, her heart would always warm up


    when he tried to warm her hands, but now… All she felt was an unreal sense of fear.


    Because she didn’t know what his intention was.


    She twisted her hand ufortably and wanted to pull out her hand, but his fingers firmly held her


    hands so that she couldn’t take them away.


    “Mr. Youngblood…”


    “Call me Jon. Didn’t you always call me Jon before?”


    She pursed her red lips.


    “Just take it as my order and call me Jon, he whispered. He didn’t want to hear her address him as


    “Mr. Youngblood” anymore, which sounded too grating in his ears.


    Rosalie was silent for a long time and finally spoke out. “Jon.”


    A smile appeared on Jonathan’s face.


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    His innocent smile entranced her. Previously, she had always believed that his smile was pure as if


    he had never been tainted by the world’s impurities. It evoked her desire to protect him.


    But then, the man who stood before her was Jonathan Youngblood.


    In Strico, no one would dare to say that Jonathan was clean. Rumors circted that his hands were


    tainted with the blood and tears of numerous individuals, branding him as cold-blooded and


    merciless. Crossing paths with him often led to dire


    consequences.


    In Strico, he was thest one anyone dared to mess with.


    It was ridiculous that she wanted to protect such a person before.


    “At first, when I met you, I did just think of it as a game. Butter, I got along well with you.” He had


    never exined anything to anyone else, but now he was exining it to her. If others heard him,


    they would be surprised again. “How about you stay by my side in the future?”


    “Stay by your side?” She looked at him with a shocked face. She never expected that he would


    make such a request.


    “If you stay with me, I will let you live as before. No, you will live a better life than before. Within


    reasonable limits, I’ll fulfill any requests you may have. You used to be awyer, and I can help you


    regain yourwyer’s license or even assist you in establishing your ownw firm,” he stated.


    In the past, she had entertained the idea of eventually starting her ownw firm after she gathered


    extensive experience. However, over time, it turned into an unattainable daydream.


    However, now Jonathan was presenting her with these words as if he was cing at tempting fruit


    before her, enticing her to


    take a bite.


    “Why?” She was confused, ‘Aren’t you going to


    take


    on me?”


    “If I really wanted to take revenge on you, then I wouldn’t have saved you the day before yesterday.”


    Jonathan said nonchntly. ‘I told you I feel good when I am with you, so I hope you can stay


    beside me.”


    “And stay until you grow tired of it?” she retorted. “So, it’s still a game to him. A sibling charade that


    he’s never yed. before? He’s treating me kindly and gently now, just because I’m something


    novel to him,” she thought to herself.


    “Until I grow tired of it?” Jonathan echoed the words in his mind. He didn’t think that he would ever


    get tired of her for the rest of his life, but at that moment, he just said “yes” to Rosalic.


    He would never allow himself to be controlled by women.


    “Indeed Bosalie sighed inwardly. She knew that once he grew tired of her, she would plummet from


    the heights of heaven to the depths of hell once more.


    “If you intend to lift me only to let me crash down again, you don’t need to go through all this trouble.


    I’m already living in inisery. I work as a sanitary worker with barely any money, and I’ve been evicted


    from my home. Or do you want me to kneel at Mnie’s grave and apologize? I’d willingly pay with


    my life…” Rosalie uttered bitterly.


    “Enough!” He suddenly interrupted her. She seemed to be convinced that he orchestrated all of this


    as a form of retribution for Mnie’s situation, rather than genuinely wanting herpany. “Listen,


    Mnie is not worth the extent of effort you think. What you need to understand is that all I want is


    for you to be by my side.”


    Hesaid, looking down at her hands in his palms. Even if he rubbed them for a long time, her hands


    were still very cold. He knew that he was angry just now. It seemed that she could easily stir up his


    emotions, scare hirm, and make him angry.


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    The closer he got to her, the more she seemed to gain control over his emotions. Yet, he found


    himself unable to resist the urge to be near her.


    “I think you should have a good rest tonight. Don’t say these stupid words again.” With that,


    Jonathan left the ward.


    In the huge ward, only Rosalie was left.


    Rosalie lowered her head and looked at her hands. Her hands were trembling. She wondered


    whether the trembling was a result of fear, fear of Jonathan or the uncertain future that awaited her.


    “Do I stay by Jonathan’s side as he said? But… Can I even stay? I barely survived the injuries


    inflicted on me in prison. All of it happened because of him, and I endured three years of living


    through a nightmare,” she pondered.


    The past filled her heart with fear whenever she looked at him.


    Despite his attempt to warm her hands, they remained cold to the touch. That was because when


    his hand made contact with hers, her entire body turned as icy as the winter chill.


    “Why would Jon turn out to be Jonathan? Why did the Jon she lived with, the one she considered


    her savior, end up being Jonathan? Why? Why?” Rosalie’s internal questioning was ceaseless. The


    pent-up emotions within her finally surged forth like a catharsis until she could no longer hold back


    the tears, and they streamed down her cheeks.


    She pondered whether the emotion she was currently grappling with was fear, unease, or perhaps


    an unwillingness to fully ept reality.


    She once said, “Jon, it’s good to have you.”


    She remembered, at that moment, he spoke with a faint smile ying on his lips. “Remember this


    phrase then. I hope you won’te to regret uttering it in the future.”


    Perhaps in that instant, his words held an underlying implication.


    Yet, how should she respond? Her words were resolute. “I won’t have any regrets.”


    Meeting him had been a foolish dream, and now she was finally awakening from it.


    But his game continued…


    In the car, Carlos observed Jonathan’s somber expression and felt a sudden sense of unease. He


    was clueless about who might have angered Jonathan Normally, after meeting Rosalie at the


    hospital, Jonathan should have been in a better mood.


    “Is it possible that Ms-Leighton was the cause of Mr. Youngblood’s displeasure?” Carlos spected,


    his thoughts drifting to that possibility. If that were the case, he would have to be cautious to avoid


    incurring Jonathan’s anger himself.


    The car was moving at a slow speed, and Jonathan closed his eyes softly. He hadn’t anticipated


    that Rosalie would discover his true identity in this manner.


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