Chapter 454


    “Kiss… Kiss you?” stammered Rosalie, her face instantly reddened


    He looked at her, not even realizing how covetous his gaze had be. “Yes, that night, at the


    entrance of Night Sky.”


    “Night Sky?” Rosalie was sweating profusely. It seemed that drinking was indeed a mistake.


    She had not expected that she had the incident of her kissing him logged in her fragmented


    memory.


    “If you doubt it, we can ask Carlos toe over and confront him,” he said.


    “Carlos? Carlos Gibson? His personal assistant? He saw it, too?” thought Rosalie, her face turned


    even redder.


    “Or we can pull up the surveince cameras nearby from that night. They should have captured


    footage of that,” he added.


    Rosalie suddenly had the urge to dig a hole and bury herself.


    “He even mentioned the surveince cameras. Is this a conviction?” mused Rosalie.


    “No… it’s alright,” she said awkwardly. If she had known that she would end up like this after getting


    drunk that day, she would never have gone drinking.


    Rosalie lowered her head and dared not meet Jonathan’s gaze. Therefore, she did not notice that


    he was looking at her with obsession at this moment.


    He even brought his face closer to hers little by little, wanting to kiss her blushed cheek.


    Creak!


    Just then, the door of the room was pushed open, and it was the assistant who hade to get the


    medicine.


    The assistant seemed stunned upon witnessing the scene in the room.


    Ar this moment, the man was seemingly kneeling on one knee in front of the woman and rubbing


    the woman’s knee with his hands through her dress, and his handsome face was close to hers. His


    expression was filled with obsession and infatuation as if he only had eyes for the woman.


    The assistant could not believe that such an expression would appear on Jonathan’s face.


    “Didn’t they all say that Mr. Youngblood was cold-hearted and ruthless?” the assistant mused.


    The assistant had only heard that Jonathan had brought a woman here for a visit, but this was the


    first time he saw it in


    person.


    Clearly, the sound of the assistant opening the door had disturbed Jonathan and Rosalie.


    The infatuation on Jonathan’s face was instantly reced by coldness. He shot a cold nce at the


    assistant from the corner, of his eyes, making the assistant break out in a cold sweat.


    “Ms. Leighton, here are your medicines. The usage is the same as before. We added a box of pain


    relief medicine for this week. The instructions for use are in there.” The assistant hurried forward


    and handed the medicines to Rosalie.


    “Okay, thank you.” Rosalie took the medicines and got up hurriedly.


    Jonathan grabbed her hand and said, “Sit down. Let me check if there is any medicine you can take


    right now.”


    As he spoke, he picked up her medicines and looked at them. He then found the modern medicine


    among them that could be taken immediately.


    He read the instructions and took out two pills. Then, he poured a ss of warm water and brought


    it to her along with the pills.


    The assistant who had not yet left was staring in awe, thinking, “Mr. Youngblood, the aloof man in


    Strico, had always been served by others, but now he is feeding someone medicine. And who


    exactly is this woman? She doesn’t seem like a socialite in the city. Her ordinary clothes look


    cheap.”


    However, Jonathan was rubbing her knees and feeding her medicine. Anyone who was not blind


    could tell that this woman was yery important to Jonathan.


    Rosalie looked at the medicine in front of her and felt likeughing and crying at the same time.


    This man had been so cruel when they broke up, but now he handed her medicine and water with


    gentleness like before.


    Both gentleness and cruelty were embodied in him incisively and vividly.


    She silently took the medicine and ss and swallowed the pills with water.


    Then, he picked her up and led her all the way out of the hospital.


    A luxurious car had already stopped at the hospital entrance. Just when he ced her at the car


    door and opened it, she took a step back to the side, distancing herself from him.


    He raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes.


    She looked up at him carefully as if she wanted to size up the man in front of her. Her lips parted


    gently, and with a soft but calm voice, she said, “Mr. Youngblood, thank you. You really don’t need to


    do anything for me.”


    “Just because we have broken up? Even if we did, I can…”


    Before he could finish his words, she lifted her hand gently, and her middle finger which was slightly


    deformed at the joint was pressed against his lips.


    She shed him a gentle smile. Her smile was still as calming as before, yet it seemed it could seep


    into one’s heart.


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    “Jon, this is thest time I call you that,” Rosalie said quietly. “I’m just an ordinary person. I can get


    angry, sad, upset and hurt. Even if you only treated our rtionship as a game, I still take it


    seriously. I have genuinely thought about growing old and having children with you.”


    Her voice was calm and devoid ofints or hatred. She sounded so calm that it felt like she


    was just narrating a very ordinary thing.


    Yet, his heart began to tremble.


    “So, when the game is over, I can’t adapt quickly like you. For me, I might need some time to move


    on from this rtionship. Now that we’ve broken up, I hope we can part wayspletely. You and I


    are two people with no rtion. That was how we were in the past, and it will be the same in the


    future. I’m not your girlfriend nor am I Rosie.”


    Her voice droned on, but every word from her was like a needle or sword piercing his heart.


    Even his blood seemed to be seeped with pain, and it spread across his body.


    As she withdrew her finger, the warmth from his lips lingered.


    But she knew that the warmth would never belong to her.


    “Jon, I want to forget you, and I will. If you could consider the fact that I brought you home before


    and wasn’t entirely bad to you during our rtionship, please don’t disrupt my life anymore, okay? I


    will stay out of your way, too.”


    With that, she withdrew her gaze and brushed past him. “Goodbye, Jon.” Eventually, she gently left


    two words as if she were bidding goodbye to their time together.


    His body suddenly trembled, and he abruptly closed his hands into fists. He looked nkly at the


    spot she had stood just now, feeling as if she was still standing in front of him.