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.

“How old were

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

eyes filled with love when she saw the photo I was probably 8 or 9 years old in that photo. I loved this floral dress. very much back then, but it was expensive. I think it cost more than 20

would remember her

must have been under a lot of pressure to buy her that dress. Her grandfather, Uncle Dantel, Uncle Edward, and Aunt Sarah probably blamed Wilma for spending the money

it cost more than 20 dollars. A person’s monthly income was around 160 dollars back then, and Wilma made

was the place you lived at the time? Jonathan

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

was called.

eyes darkened. “Is this dress rare in

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 said. Thinking of Fiona’s angry look back then, she

Did she take that dress away?”

the dress while I was out playing. I couldn’t wear it anymore. I also got sick after

were sick?” His

I’m in good health after I recovered. But the dress was unfortunately gone,” she

Rosalie finally got first place in the exam, she had

secretly stuffed a new

it, a big hand suddenly reached out and pressed on her forehead. Rosalie froze as she looked up at Jonathan. “L…

muttered, “I know. I’ll buy

from

who keeps wanting dresses.” She bit her lip slightly and quickly

longer she looked at him, the more out of control

remaining photos in the album, and picked up the