The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

After all, when he first met that person, it was in this small town.

However, probing further now, he seemed to be overthinking.

“It’s not you,” he simply remarked that she was not the one.

“Not what?” Rosalie thought, confused.

At this moment, the owner of the restaurant served the dishes. Calvin said, “Okay, let’s eat. Fancy some wine?”

Recalling her previous drunk episode in front of Jonathan, Rosalie hastily shook her head. “No thanks, a soft drink will do.”

Therefore. Calvin requested two bottles of non-alcoholic drinks from the owner.

“You’re not having wine as well?” She raised her eyebrows.

“I have to drive later, so no wine for me, Calvin replied.

Rosalie’s expression suddenly darkened. Memories of the car crash and her unjust sentence for drunk driving, despite her being sober, echoed in her mind.

“Back then, your accident was also due to drunk driving, wasn’t it?” His voice abruptly broke the silence. “Is that why you found a job at the Environment and Sanitation Administration as a cleaner?”

“At least I still have work to do,” Rosalie answered with a touch of self-mockery.

“Would you like me to talk to the Environment and Sanitation Administration and get you a less strenuous position there?” Calvin offered.

“No need,” Rosalie declined. After all, it was a heavy burden to accept favors from someone like the scion Calvin.

offer of help had been turned down. Were it not for her bearing

she could still feel his

time, upon finishing their meal, Calvin suggested,

I’ll take the

immediately?” Rosalie looked at the time and

train, the services would

indifferently. “But if you’d rather not, you can figure out something on your own too.” Rosalie bit her lip slightly. If left to her own

thank you,” she uttered,

sat in the passenger seat and stared at the night beyond the window. Selena Quintanilla’s classic

expected

set to play on

kept playing over

recalled her own affection for the song and remembered how she used

learned the pronunciation of every lyric

back then.

she felt those were perhaps the happiest times she could remember. Lost

and learn how to knit gloves at night. She hardly got any sleep

closed

who was asleep,

Rosalie fell asleep, she resembled more of the person in Calvin’s

just that the burdened and depressed look in her eye after suffering hardships was foreign. to how that person in his

clear and bright, seemingly filled

up, the car had stopped at the entrance of the residential area where she

her seat

okay. It wasn’t

reaching out to grab her bag placed next to the seat. Unfortunately, she accidentally spilled the contents of

started gathering her belongings that

a hand moved quicker than

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