The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 83

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Rosalie went back to her rental home, looking disheveled. From the day she left on New Year’s Eve to today, it had just been a few days. But it seemed like she had experienced a lifetime in those few days.

Looking at the narrow and tiny rental home, it felt like there was a coldness in the air. Rosalie couldn’t help but smile bitterly. Front now on, she would be staying here alone again.

No one would accompany her, chat with her in the dead of night, or call her Rosalie with a smile anymore!

She took a change of clothes, washed off her mess first, and then began to

an up t

the house.

Although Jonathan had only stayed at Rosalie’s place for a short while, he had left many traces of him in the room. The plate, cutlery, towels, toothbrushes, clothes, and shoes he had used…

She sorted out all these things one by one and finally put them all into a cardboard box.

“Why don’t I just throw them away? These things will only eat up space if I leave them like this, thought Rosalie. But she would rather keep it like this. It was ridiculous, the way she still missed the days she had spent with Jonathan.

Jon was obviously just an illusion. It was just someone fake that Jonathan had created. But… her feelings for Jon were true! Rosalie was so happy when she had Jonathan in her life as if she could finally no longer be alone.

put on the bedside. She originally thought of waiting until after the New Year before finding time to continue and finish the gloves and letting Jonathan wear them. But now… There won’t be a chance anymore for her

cardboard box. Then she sealed the carton with tape and put

I will still have to live alone.

In the past, when she had just left prison, and there was no Jonathan, she

her, without realizing when it happened, she realized

habit had to be

Rosalie called Lillian and told Lillian she had returned to

rental home tomorrow?

have no other place I can go to except for the rental home, thought Rosalie. Rosalie couldn’t sleep the whole night. Anytime she closed her eyes, all she could see was Jonathan’s face. There seemed

that night, but the feeling of having blood in her mouth was still

home. Seeing Rosalie looking tired, Lillian asked hurriedly, “I just saw the news this morning. I heard that after you left the hospital, you were

head and said, “I only looked slightly disheveled. I

not drunk that night, yet she was convicted of driving under the influence. The physical evidence and the confession of those

this is a big deal for

prison, Lillian saw those injuries on her friend’s body. There were many old wounds

a

Jonathan?” asked Lillian,

“That’s right. Rosalie nodded.

he pretend to be a vagrant and stay with you at this rental home for so long?” asked Lillian. She couldn’t figure it

Rosalie bitterly. When Rosalie had heard Jonathan say

her, and listen quietly to her complaints. But it was just

a game?” repeated Lillian

with their lives, so they want