Chapter 427


    “No need. It’s nothing. I don’t need to go to the hospital,” Rosalie hurriedly said.


    “Drive,” Jonathan said coldly to the driver.


    The driver started the car and drove toward the hospital.


    Rosalie knew that Jonathan would do whatever he had decided.


    Therefore, she did not say anything more. Since there was no way for her to avoid it, she could only


    ept his offer obediently.


    After all, what she had learned the most over the years were patience and eptance.


    Her sudden silence slightly surprised him for a moment.


    She sat quietly in the carriage, her face slightly pale, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her eyes


    half-lowered. She covered her knees with her hands, the veins on the back of her hand faintly


    visible as if she was suppressing the pain.


    “Does it hurt?” he couldn’t help but ask Rosalie.


    “It’s fine. It’s not too painful, actually,” she said faintly. After all,pared to the pain from standing


    for so long a few days ago, the pain that day was not much for her.


    He pursed his thin lips and asked, “Don’t you go to Centennial Hospital for treatment these days?”


    “That kind of hospital is not for me,” said Rosalie, thinking that only rich people in Strico could afford


    private hospitals like Centennial Hospital.


    Moreover, she was just a legal assistant, and her monthly sry was only 1,400 dors. She


    couldn’t afford to go to such a ce for treatment.


    Besides, her joint problem was not something that could be cured overnight.


    “It’s fine. I will ask someone to arrange the treatment for your weekly visits from now on,” said


    Jonathan.


    Rosalie was taken aback. His words made her feel as if they had not yet broken up and he still


    cared about everything about her.


    “Jonathan, we have broken up.” She said in a low voice, “So, you don’t have to arrange any


    treatments for me.”


    He stared at her and slowly opened his lips. “So what? I did break up with you, but that doesn’t


    mean I can’t arrange your treatments. Even after we have broken up, I can still get you whatever


    you need. Even if you want aw firm, I can get it for you.”


    Rosalie smiled bitterly and thought, “What is this? Is this a gift after our breakup?”


    Rosalie lifted her eyes slightly and looked at his beautiful and amorous eyes, saying, “I don’t need


    all these.” If she really took those things from him, it would make her feel like she would be willing to


    be his ything for money.


    His brows furrowed slightly.


    She continued, “We’ve broken up, so there is nothing between us, and I have no reason to ept


    any gift from you.”


    “What about ‘Rosie’? Does that count?” he suddenly asked. “Didn’t you want me to call you ‘Rosie?”


    Her words were like an invisible needle piercing his heart.


    Rosie?


    Rosalie’s body suddenly trembled. She had not heard him call her that name for so long.


    “I… I’m not Rosie,” she said with difficulty.


    His lips curved slightly, and he ced hisrge hand over hers on her knee. “As long as I say you


    are Rosie, you are Rosie.”


    In an instant, she felt like her heart had been struck heavily. It was so painful.


    The car arrived at the hospital entrance, and Jonathan carried Rosalie directly into the hospital.


    It was still the same doctor who had attended to Rosalie previously.


    After examining her knees, the doctor said, “Ms. Leighton, it seems that your sudden treatment


    withdrawal has caused the difort. Also, you might have caught a cold, and that’s why your


    knees ache from time to time. Joint conditioning is a long-term process. Stopping medication


    midway can sometimes worsen the situation.”


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    “Give her a prescription. I’ll ask her toe for treatment every week from now on,” said Jonathan


    coldly.


    “No. I don’t need to condition for a long term. Some pain relief medication will do,” said Rosalie.


    The doctor looked at Jonathan with a troubled expression.


    “Do as I say,” said Jonathan.


    And so, the doctor prescribed her medication and asked his assistant to get the medicine.


    Just as Jonathan was about to ask the gynecologist who had been examining Rosalie’s uterus to


    attend to her, thetter suddenly said, “No need.”


    Jonathan frowned slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Rosalie suddenly smiled and


    said, “I wanted to get my uterus checked in hopes of having children in the future. But now that I


    have no ns to give birth, I don’t need that anymore.”


    Jonathan pursed his thin lips. After a while, he gestured for the gynecologist to leave.


    Rosalie sat on the couch in the VIP consultation room and began to rub her knees with her hands


    again.


    The pain in her knees persisted. Based on her past experiences, even if it were for a short period,


    the pain would stillst for two to three hours, and sometimes it couldst longer up to seven or


    eight hours.


    At that moment, Jonathan suddenly crouched down in front of Rosalie. His hands took over hers


    and began to rub her


    knees.


    For a split second, Rosalie was startled.


    With his beautiful and slender fingers, apanied by a moderate force, he rubbed her knees


    rhythmically through her dress.


    Her knees were getting increasingly warm as if they were going to burn.


    “Feeling better?” His inherently elegant voice that carried a touch of chillness resonated in the


    noiseless consultation room, making it sound particrly clear.


    Rosalie stared at the face before her. When he crouched down, their eyes almost met at the same


    level. His glistening gaze seemed to convey his concern for her.


    But how could he possibly be concerned about her? It was just his vestiges of sympathy after their


    breakup.


    “I’ll do it myself,” said Rosalie.


    He arched his eyebrow and said, “Why? You don’t like me rubbing it for you?”


    “We’ve broken up.” She repeated the sentence again.


    Jonathan paused his rubbing, musing, “Why is she so eager to distance herself from me? Is it


    because she said that she wants to forget me?”


    The scene where she had kissed him in a state of intoxication at the entrance of Night Sky came


    back to his mind-and her giggly smile, along with her words… “Jonathan, I want to forget you…”


    What she had said and done should have been normal responses after a breakup, yet he felt so


    ufortable about it. “Since we’ve broken up, why did you hug and kiss me that day?” Jonathan’s


    sudden question left Rosalie stupefied.