The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 237

Sensing her friend’s concerns, Rosalie reassured her, “It’s okay. I’ll uncover the truth, give justice to Melanie, and clear

own name!”

“Enough about me. How about you and Callum?” Rosalie asked in return.

my

“What else can there be? It’s just the same. We’re just like any other couple in a relationship.” Lillian shrugged. Sometimes, things appeared deceptively “normal,” and Rosalie could not help but feel she was genuinely in a relationship with Callum. There were moments when she would become so engrossed in the illusion of this “relationship” that she had to remind herself continuously that it was all a facade and Callum’s true intentions were driven solely by a desire for revenge once she fell in love with him.

“I still think that Callum may not be as vengeful as you imagine, Lillian,” Rosalie said. People like Callum had many ways to torment someone if they wanted revenge, and it did not make sense for him to choose such a convoluted and time-consuming approach.

“I hope it’s not as I imagine,” Lillian said, pouting slightly with a dismissive tone.

Rosalie knew that Lillian was still convinced that Callum was seeking revenge. However, since Rosalie did not have much information about Callum, she chose not to say more on the subject.

Certain things could only be understood through experience.

However, no matter what, she did not want Lillian to get hurt.

The two of them exited the restroom and walked toward the private room.

As they opened the door, they were greeted by the sight of Callum with one hand resting on the table and the other propping up the back of the chair where Jonathan was sitting. Callum leaned over, engaged in a conversation with him. Their gazes were almost level, and their faces were extremely close.

and Lillian were both taken aback by the situation, with Lillian even theatrically

Lillian could not help but exclaim. She felt as if she had stumbled upon a scene of great beauty, akin to a painting, with roses from a romantic comic

easily deduce that Lillian’s mind

Callum straightened up and returned to his seat

smile. “Mr. White and I were just having

to be in such postures and proximity for a casual conversation?” Lillian could not help but harbor doubts, and even Rosalie found the situation

to Strico. If we leave now, we should arrive around four or five o’clock, Jonathan suggested as he got up from

time to settle the bill, Jonathan took the initiative and paid using his

we all

no problem,”

them left the restaurant, and Jonathan

cars, so riding in Lillian’s relatively inexpensive car was a

old car. Who

gleam in Lillian’s eyes

they first stopped at the Youngblood residence, and Jonathan and

see you next time.” Lillian

and drive safely on your way

she and

on the iron gate where Jonathan and Rosalie had disappeared. She kept staring until Callum’s impatient voice reached her ears. “Have you seen

she had seen Jonathan for

did not consider him a vagrant, let alone a local

turning her gaze toward Callum’s face. “What is this? Were you not saying just the other day

saliva at his words, thinking where on earth did he

astonishment at the fact that Rosalie and Jonathan were