The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 147

Rosalie looked tiny in the photo. Her chubby cheeks and thick hair made her look adorable.

Jonathan never expected himself to be so fascinated with the sight of a child. However, looking at the little girl in the photo, his heart was full of affection for her. He even imagined how he would not be able to resist hugging and kissing her if the tiny version of Rosalie was in front of him.

He wondered if he only found her adorable because the little girl was her when she was little. Such a feeling never happened when he saw other children.

Jonathan took out the photos one by one.

There were photos of Rosalie and her mother at first, but later there were only photos of herself.

In these photos, she seemed older than the photos with her mother. They seemed to be her when she was four, five, and six years old.

There were not many photos; at least a lot less than the previous photos of her with her mother.

Rosalie looked at the photos and said emotionally. “My mother liked taking photos with me when she was alive. There were much fewer photos of me after she passed”

She would only take photos occasionally, and most of them were of her alone. It was just like how she could not fit in with her father’s new family.

Suddenly, Jonathan narrowed his eyes and stared at one of the photos. He even stopped taking out photos from the burnt

album

“What’s wrong?” Rosalie asked in confusion.

photo” He paused “How old were you in

to see the little girl in the photo wearing a floral dress and standing in front of

it cost more than 20 dollars at that time. Only people who were well-off

remember her

was for her to get the floral dress. Wilma must have been under a lot of pressure to

all, it cost more than 20 dollars. A person’s monthly income was around 160 dollars

at the time? Jonathan asked, but there was something subtly

Lopeza back then, but villages have now merged into towns. It’s now called Lopezania” Rosalie wondered why Jonathan asked this. He had gone to Lopezania to find her before, so there was no way that

was called.

eyes darkened. “Is this dress rare in your

know how rare it is in the town, but I was the only one who had such a dress in the village. My cousin was mad for a long time, saying my grandmother played favorites. She even wanted to take the dress away from me,” Rosalie

Did she take that dress away?” he

out playing. I couldn’t wear it anymore.

were sick?” His tone suddenly

unfortunately gone,” she said. Later, Wilma secretly told Rosalie that she would buy Rosalie another beautiful dress when Rosalie got first place in class in her final

exam, she had to leave Wilma and go

leaving. Wilma secretly stuffed a new

forehead. Rosalie froze as she looked up

muttered, “I know. I’ll buy you

from now

“I’m not a child who keeps wanting dresses.” She bit her lip slightly and

that the longer she looked at him, the more out of

photos in the album, and picked up the photo of her in a floral dress. “Will you give