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.

and in

dignified. “W-Who taught you to look at your father like

smiled, but her eyes turned even frostier. “If Mom were still alive

was so furious that he raised his hand and

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

be her husband! If you still had any amount of affection

with unstable feet and made her way out of the Leighton residence

the house exchanged

like that? Imagine what would have happened if she hadn’t put out the fire in time, and it burned her skin? It would have endangered her

anger had yet to subside, and he felt his daughter had trampled on his authority as

she tell on us to him and

regardless of what happens. I will prevent

stood at the side. Her gaze flickered briefly as she lamented that Rosalie hadn’t been

Rosalie’s face had ended up disfigured by the tire,

a pity!” Loretta

clue how she reached the bottom floor, as every

clutching the photo album kept trembling as her

this moment, she lacked the courage to flip through it and see

of

figure stalked toward her while she approached the residential

voice tinged with barely concealed concern rang out above

above her and a pair of

one supporting me?” she wondered to

and was greeted 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

shapely brows furrowed upon noticing her