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.

Lillian were both taken aback by the situation,

but exclaim. She felt as if she had stumbled upon a scene of great beauty, akin to

could easily deduce that Lillian’s mind was once again filled with chaotic thoughts, judging by her

straightened up and returned

with a faint smile. “Mr. White and I were just having

to be in such postures and proximity for a casual conversation?”

finished our meal. Let’s head back to Strico. If we leave now, we

settle the bill, Jonathan took the initiative and

about I host the next gathering? Whenever you are free, we all should meet up again,” Callum suggested, his tone tinged with

is no problem,” Jonathan

of them left the restaurant, and Jonathan

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

help but feel sentimental when she saw Jonathan driving her old car. Who would have thought that one day, her car would be driven

Lillian’s eyes and inexplicably felt his mood

residence, and Jonathan and Rosalie

see you next time.” Lillian and

you for today, and drive safely on your way back through the large iron gate of the Youngblood

she

gate where Jonathan and Rosalie had disappeared. She kept

Lillian muttered. When she had seen Jonathan for the first

did not consider him a vagrant, let alone a local tycoon capable of making

of hands held Lillian’s face, turning her gaze toward Callum’s face. “What is this? Were you not

at his words, thinking where on earth did he get

was merely expressing her astonishment at the fact that Rosalie and Jonathan were in a