Chapter 238


    “Fine, he’s the creditor after all!” she cried inside.


    After returning to the Youngblood residence, Jonathan asked Rosalie, “Are you disappointed today?


    We went to Sloummont but did not find any


    useful clues.”


    Rosalie shook her head and replied, “No.”


    “Are you not disappointed?” He seemed somewhat surprised.


    “Because you’re willing to help me find clues and clear my name,” she said. “Whether you can help


    me to find useful clues or not, I’m just happy.”


    It was as if she truly trusted him, and the barriers that had existed between them were slowly


    disappearing.


    He stared at her intently, understanding her desire to clear her name, but he could not provide her


    with the truth she wanted.


    The truth she wanted to know.


    “As long as you’re happy,” he said, his lips curling into a gentle smile as he changed the subject.


    “You don’t have to go to work for the next few days. What do n to do?”


    “I want to visit Granny in a couple of days,” she replied. Her hectic work schedule had allowed her


    only limited time to call and check on her grandmother. With a few days off, it seemed like the


    perfect opportunity to visit her grandmother.


    “That’s good. Which day are you nning to go? I’ll go with you,” Jonathan said.


    “You? You’re going to visit


    grandmother, too?” She was taken aback by his unexpected response.


    “She’s your grandmother, so of course, I want to visit as well,” Jonathan exined.


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    Rosalie’s eyes welled up with tears at his simple and heartfelt gesture.


    “All right, we’ll go together then,” Rosalie agreed.


    In the evening, a delivery arrived from the hospital. It contained herbal medicine aimed at regting


    Rosalie’s uterine health.


    As Rosalie was looking at the herbal medicine, she could not help but feel emotional. If it had not


    been for Jon taking her for a check-up, she might have continued believing that she could never


    conceive.


    The medicine represented a glimmer of hope.


    In the evening, about 20 minutes after finishing dinner, Jonathan had a housekeeper bring in a bowl


    of warm herbal medicine. Alongside the herbal medicine, there was a te of candies and


    choctes,


    “This medicine might be a bit bitter. After you’ve taken the medicine, you can eat some candy or


    chocte to get rid of the bitterness in your mouth,” Jonathan said.


    “Okay,” she replied, realizing that when he wanted to be caring, he could be more attentive than


    anyone else.


    Rosalie picked up the bowl and drank all the herbal medicine in one go, causing her brows to


    furrow. It was indeed very bitter!


    She then picked up a piece of candy and put it in her mouth, which helped alleviate the bitterness of


    the medicine.


    “Is it very bitter?” Jonathan asked.


    Rosalie nodded. Then, she saw Jonathan pick up the bowl she had just drunk from, which still had


    some residual herbal


    medicine.


    Before she could react, he raised the bowl, tilted his head slightly, and drank the remaining


    contents.


    Rosalie was/startled. “Why did you drink it?”


    “Because I wanted to know how bitter the medicine you drank really was,” he replied and then


    seemed to savor the taste of the herbal medicine in his mouth. “It’s indeed very bitter.”


    She was rendered speechless. Who in their right mind would taste someone else’s medicine just to


    determine its bitterness, especially medicine meant for women?


    Although this small residue would not harm him, it was unconventional.


    “Well, how about you have a piece of candy too? It might help sweeten things up a bit,” she said


    with a candy in her mouth. “All right,” he replied. However, instead of reaching for the candy, he


    leaned in closer to her. His hand gently cradled the back of her head as his handsome face drew


    near to hers.


    “You…” She barely had time to speak before his lips met her’s, and his tongue gently slipped into


    her mouth.


    Instantly, she felt like her world had been upended as he sought to im every part of her.


    His kiss was passionate and dominating, leaving her almost breathless. The blend of bitterness and


    sweetness became so intense during this kiss that she could not discern any distinct taste


    remaining in her mouth.


    When the kiss finally ended, she gazed at him with rosy cheeks, her lips tingling. Hisrge hand


    continued to support the back of her head, rendering her unable to avert her gaze.


    “It is incredibly sweet,” he remarked while his captivating dreamy eyes locked onto hers. He softly


    uttered those four words, but they felt like an endless tease for her heart. In his eyes, there seemed


    to be a glint of longing for her.


    At that moment, Rosalie felt like her heart was in turmoil. It was as if she had been enchanted by


    him.


    Rosalie spoke to her grandmother on the phone and set up a time to visit her. After the call, she


    contemted buying some gifts for her grandmother.


    Her grandmother had been discharged from the hospital and insisted that her health was the same


    whether she was at home or in the hospital. She believed that staying at home would save a few


    dors and allow her to rest morefortably.


    “Grandma’s really stressed about those sky-high hospital bills. It’s convenient living near the


    hospital to keep up with her medicine and give her the best care, but I’m kind of worried Uncle


    Daniel, Uncle Edward, and Aunt Sarah might not be all that cooperative. Still, can Grandma get


    proper care at home? The doctor said she needs some long-term rest. Anyway, I’ll drop by


    Grandma’s first and check things out,” Rosalie thought.


    After Jonathan left for work, Rosalie woke up and discovered a bank card on the bedside table


    along with a note that read: [Keep it close, use it for anything you need.]


    The handwriting was clear and well-formed, visually pleasing.


    If it was in the past, Rosalie might have returned the bank card to Jonathan, but now her


    perspective had shifted somewhat.


    She decided to ept the bank card, not because of the amount of money it contained, but


    because she knew it was his way of showing care.


    She actually still believed that, as a woman, she should be independent, strong, and not easily rely


    on others. However, there were moments when, deep down, she longed for someone to lean on


    when she was exhausted. “And Jon was the one I could count on,” she thought to herself.


    After having breakfast at home and taking her medication, Rosalie nned to buy some items for


    her grandmother.


    “Ms. Leighton, where are you going? I can have the driver take you,” the butler offered.


    “Never mind, I’ll take the bus myself,” Rosalie said, not wanting to trouble the driver.


    “Let the driver take you. Otherwise, Mr. Youngblood will me me for not taking good care of you,”


    the butler said.