The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 113

“Y-You’re here,” Rosalie said dryly, shifting slightly to let Jonathan in.

“Did you wait for a long time, Rosie?” Jonathan smiled and walked to the table. He noticed the scattered copies of case files on the table that Rosalie hadn’t had a chance to organize yet.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he picked up a few pages and glanced at them. “What’s the matter? Are you looking at the case again?”

Rosalie’s body stiffened slightly. She had mentioned this case to Jonathan before, but she didn’t know his true identity at that time. Now that she knew it, discussing this case brought about an inexplicable sense of embarrassment and unease.

After all, even though she might believe she was innocent, the car accident had undeniably occurred, and the person who died in that accident was his fiancée!

Seeing that she didn’t answer him, he looked up at her and asked. “What’s wrong. Rosie?”

“Just looking over it casually, she answered and gulped.

“By the way, you’ve always claimed that you were wrongfully accused. Looking at these documents, are you trying to clear your name?” He was chatting casually, but a deep gaze flickered through his eyes.

Rosalie bit her lips. Of course, she wanted to clear her name. However, the witnesses from back then were impossible to find now, and the physical evidence seemed irrefutable.

During her three years in prison, Lillian had spent a lot of money, time, and effort trying to clear her name, but to no avail. Now, out of prison, she barely had any money. She even needed to ask her friend to borrow a few thousand dollars for medical expenses that she couldn’t afford.

Having been a lawyer, she knew well how expensive it could be to clear her name. Reopening the case, hiring lawyers, and conducting new investigations required substantial funds.

would have to be done on her own, but she simply didn’t have

the truth? Why did your fiancée drive toward me? Was there anything hidden? Don’t you want to know why the woman you loved would do such

huh?” The slight rise in his tone made it sound like he

the woman you loved?”

“Melanie was your

her. “Rosie, you’re half wrong in that statement. Melanie was indeed my fiancée, but she was not the woman I

in her ears. “Haven’t you ever

eyes widened suddenly. Of course, she was well aware of marriage of convenience. However, she never thought someone

family, Jonathan practically ruled Strico. Even if he did ally with the Hamilton family, at most, it would be a beneficial addition rather than a

her who thought

online often highlighted his deep affection for

Melanie at the young age of 24, remained single, and did not have

she asked hesitantly. “Why not?” he countered. “Since I have to marry a woman in my lifetime, what difference does it make, whether sooner or later? Melanie was quiet and obedient enough.

couldn’t help but feel a subtle sense of

be devoid of any romantic sentiment, treating

to

do think it wouldn’t be bad to marry a woman I find interesting.” With that, he stared at her

as if he was alluding to

meanin

to carry som She told herself not to overthink it. They were from two completely different worlds, never

the gloves, there probably wouldn’t be any more intersections between

gloves now,” she said hurriedly, attempting to bypass him and