The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 143

“Every word that leaves your mouth is about your mother, yet I don’t see you treating your sister well. I guess it’s no wonder you’re your mother’s dearest daughter!” Gordon uttered angrily and dashed straight into the room. He came out shortly with a photo album in hand.

Rosalie froze. The album belonged to Tracy and contained many photos of them together.

Gordon instantly produced a lighter and used it to light up the album “Since you can’t seem to tolerate your sister leading at good life, you don’t need to have this. Your mother wouldn’t even want a daughter like you!”

The album started to burn and Gordon threw it onto the tile floor.

Rosalie let out a shrick and hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, patting the flames desperately to put them out.

Her thoughts were frantic. “No! I can’t let this burn! This album contains the memories Mother left me as well as her sentiments! I have to save it from being destroyed!”

She had no idea how long she’d been screaming subconsciously. All she knew was to keep tapping the flames with both hands non-stop with all her might to extinguish the fire. Rosalie barely even registered her hands being burnt.

It was as if she’d lost her mind.

Gordon. Caitlin, and Loretta were also taken aback by her behavior.

Rosalie only realized her face was drenched with tears as she stared at the charred and tattered photo album when the fire was finally extinguished.

She staggered forward to hold the alburn against her chest and looked up coldly at the person she was to address as her father.

This man had the guts to sloppily treat the belongings of his deceased wife, a woman whom he’d once sworn an oath to stand by for the rest of his life. This proved she no longer meant anything to him.

It turned out that love would eventually be depleted by time till not even sentiments were left.

tears and in a mess, but her almond eyes

by her daughter’s gaze but tried his best to appear dignified. “W-Who taught you

turned even frostier. “If Mom were still alive now, she would definitely wonder why she married a bastard like

was so furious that he

before she narrowly got her bearings. She still clung on tightly to the battered photo album in

If you still had any amount of affection

of the Leighton residence step by step with

the

you just light it up like that? Imagine what would have happened if she hadn’t put out the fire

anger had yet to subside, and he felt his daughter had trampled on his authority as a father. “She would have deserved the

she and Jonathan an item now? Wouldn’t she tell on us to him and then exact revenge?”

I will prevent her from

flickered briefly

comforted her if Rosalie’s face had ended up disfigured by the tire, as

a pity!” Loretta

how she reached the bottom floor, as every step she took required

album kept trembling as

to flip through it and see how many photos

were all memories of

figure stalked toward her while she

voice tinged with barely concealed concern rang

pair of hands supporting her body that

the one supporting me?” she

Its beauty was capable of taking one’s breath away. Like obsidian, their

shapely brows furrowed upon noticing her tear-stained face,