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.

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

a while, the door opened. Jonathan was wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still slightly wet. Obviously,

good night,” said Rosalie while turning around, wanting to

every night, if he was home, she was to bid

her hand and pulled her directly into the room. “Are you

her lips and looked at him innocently with her almond-shaped eyes. Her countenance obviously indicated that she had come by just to

the scent radiating through her. It was a sweet-smelling scent that seemed to

have missed you so much, Rosie. I’ve been thinking about it all day,”

by something. There was a numbness,

His breath

lips, not knowing how to answer him. The

up and looked at her with a pair of bewitchingly flirtatious yet

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

hair,” he said while handing her the towel in his hand, which he

momentarily and stared blankly at him as he

wipe my hair when we were in

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

his face had

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

and laughed at herself, thinking, “Oh my, how can I harbor such thoughts?

me at will, and I’ll not have the strength to fight back.

a while, she felt his hair was almost dried and took off

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