The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 189

At that moment, Loretta looked at the portrait in a daze, and disbelief filled her eyes.

She thought of when she had previously passed by the studio and wanted to enter for a look, but Calvin had angrily stopped

her.

Therefore, she could not contain her curiosity and pushed open the studio’s door and walked in.

Never could she expect to see a portrait of Rosalie. It was not the grown Rosalie, but when she was a child.

In the portrait, a little girl was carrying a boy on her back. The face of the little girl was exactly that of Rosalie when she was

young.

In particular, the little girl was wearing a floral-print dress. She remembered having seen a similar floral-print dress in Rosalie’s photo album.

“What the hell is going on? Why is it that among the paintings in Calvin’s studio, there’s one of Rosalie? What is the relationship between Calvin and Rosalie?” she wondered.

At that time, there were too many doubts running through Loretta’s mind. Meanwhile, an unparalleled panic rose in her heart. The panic was much stronger than the uneasiness that had engulfed her before.

It was as though all that she had finally gained painstakingly was about to be taken away by Rosalie.

“No. It can’t. I won’t let that happen. Regardless of the kind of relationship Rosalie has with Calvin, I’m Calvin’s girlfriend. In the future, the person marrying into the Gunner family and becoming the lady of the prominent/family can only be me,” she thought.

to the Youngblood residence. When she reached Jonathan’s bedroom, she

was wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still slightly wet. Obviously, he

while turning

she returned every night, if he was

pulled her directly into the room. “Are you just going to say good night to me, Rosie?” asked

him innocently with her almond-shaped eyes. Her countenance obviously indicated that she had come

shoulder, and sniffed the scent radiating through her. It was a sweet-smelling scent that seemed to confound

about it all day,” he murmured. His low voice sounded

struck by something. There was a numbness, followed by the rush of blood that flowed throughout her

me, Rosie?” His breath

how to answer him. The room

her ears. He then slowly straightened up and looked at her with a pair

refuse to answer me. Yet, I can do nothing about her. It appears

the towel in his hand, which he had initially used to dry his wet

stunned momentarily and stared blankly at him as he bent

when we were in the rental home, Rosie?” he asked with

It’s totally different now,” Rosalie thought, pursing her lips. Then, she covered his head with the towel and began

fact that the towel covered his face had made

mercy, drying his hair as she wished. Rosalie had an

at herself, thinking, “Oh my, how can I harbor such thoughts? I’m afraid it’s me

not have the strength to fight back. Can it be because of his gentleness at the moment that I have such

felt his hair was almost dried and took off the towel, saying,

from her drying. The bangs, which covered his forehead and most of his eyes, made Rosalie feel as if she was seeing