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.

aback by the situation, with Lillian

help but exclaim. She felt as if she had stumbled upon a scene of great beauty, akin to a painting, with roses from a

he could easily deduce that Lillian’s mind was once again filled

up and returned to his

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

proximity for a casual conversation?” Lillian

we should arrive around four

the bill, Jonathan took the initiative and

gathering? Whenever you are free, we all should meet

course, there is no problem,” Jonathan

the restaurant, and Jonathan drove

when he drove himself, Jonathan would use luxury cars, so riding in Lillian’s relatively inexpensive car was a unique experience

not help but feel sentimental when she saw Jonathan driving her old car. Who would have thought that one day,

Lillian’s eyes and inexplicably felt his mood souring

back in Strico, they first stopped at the Youngblood residence, and Jonathan

you next time.”

safely on your way back through the

that, she and

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

looking, what’s the big deal?” Lillian muttered. When she had

a vagrant, let

hands held Lillian’s face, turning her gaze toward Callum’s face. “What is this? Were you not saying just the other day that you liked looking at my

earth did he get the idea that she had taken a liking to

her astonishment at the fact that Rosalie and Jonathan were in