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.

the Youngblood residence. When she reached Jonathan’s bedroom, she hesitated momentarily and finally knocked

opened. Jonathan was wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still

said Rosalie while turning

was as per his request. When she returned every night, if he was home, she was to bid

and pulled her directly into the room. “Are you just going to

lips and looked at him innocently with her almond-shaped eyes. Her countenance

down to hug Rosalie, buried his face in her shoulder, and sniffed the scent radiating through her. It was a sweet-smelling scent that seemed to confound

missed you so much, Rosie. I’ve been thinking about it all day,” he murmured. His low

something. There was a numbness, followed by the

His breath brushed

how to answer him. The room suddenly became

sounded in her ears. He then slowly straightened up and looked at her with a pair of bewitchingly flirtatious yet helpless

miss me. She’s the only one to refuse to answer me. Yet, I can do nothing

wipe my hair,” he said while handing her the towel in

and stared blankly at him as he bent down again and nudged his head before

were in the rental home, Rosie?” he asked with raised eyebrows

pursing her lips. Then, she covered his head with the towel

covered his face had

hair as she wished. Rosalie had an inexplicable feeling as if

laughed at herself, thinking, “Oh my, how

He can do with me at will, and I’ll not have the strength to fight back. Can it be because of his gentleness at

felt his hair was almost

from her drying. The bangs, which covered his forehead and most of his eyes, made Rosalie feel