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.

elegantly pretty face was washed with tears and in a mess,

was slightly shaken by her daughter’s gaze but tried his best to appear dignified. “W-Who taught you to look at your father like that? So what if I want to

suddenly smiled, but her eyes turned even frostier. “If Mom were still alive now, she would definitely wonder why she

furious that he raised his

got her bearings. She still clung on tightly to the

you still had any amount of affection for her,

with unstable feet and made her way out of

three individuals inside the house

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

so easy to get scalded.” Gordon’s anger had yet to subside, and he felt his

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

I will prevent her from ever finding her mother’s grave if

side. Her gaze flickered briefly as she

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

pity!” Loretta

had no clue how she reached the bottom floor, as every

clutching the photo album kept trembling as her emotions were still

flip through it and see how many photos

were all memories of

toward her while she approached the residential area’s

anxious voice tinged with barely concealed concern rang out

shadow looming above her and a pair of hands supporting her body that was on the verge of

Who’s the one supporting

by a stunning pair of eyes resembling an alluring peach blossom. Its beauty was capable of taking one’s breath away. Like obsidian, their dark pupils

His shapely brows furrowed upon noticing her tear-stained face, and his