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.

the situation, with Lillian

if she had stumbled upon a scene of great beauty, akin to a painting, with roses from a romantic comic book seemingly blossoming

that Lillian’s mind was once again filled with chaotic thoughts,

Callum straightened up and

really nothing,” Jonathan added with a faint smile. “Mr. White

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

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

to settle the bill, Jonathan took the

you are free, we all should meet up again,” Callum suggested, his tone

is no problem,” Jonathan replied

four of them left the restaurant, and

use luxury cars, so riding

Jonathan driving her old car. Who would have thought that one day,

Lillian’s eyes and

back in Strico, they first stopped at the Youngblood residence, and Jonathan and Rosalie got out of the

next time.” Lillian and Rosalie exchanged

safely on your way back through the large iron

that, she and Jonathan

fixed on the iron gate where Jonathan and Rosalie had disappeared. She kept staring until

what’s the big deal?” Lillian muttered. When she had seen Jonathan for

consider him a vagrant, let alone a local

pair of hands held Lillian’s face, turning her gaze toward Callum’s face. “What is this? Were you

saliva at his words, thinking where on earth did he get

the fact that Rosalie and Jonathan were in