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.

taken aback by the situation, with Lillian even

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

could easily deduce that Lillian’s mind

and returned to his

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

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

right, we’ve finished our meal. Let’s head back to Strico. If we leave now, we should arrive around four or five

bill, Jonathan took the initiative and paid

you are free, we all should meet

course, there is no problem,” Jonathan

of them left the restaurant,

use luxury cars, so riding in

could not help but feel sentimental when she saw Jonathan driving her old car. Who

eyes and inexplicably

the Youngblood residence, and Jonathan and

see you next time.” Lillian and

and drive safely on your way back through the large iron gate of

that, she and Jonathan

had disappeared. She kept staring until Callum’s impatient voice reached her ears.

looking, what’s the big deal?” Lillian muttered. When she had seen Jonathan for the first time in

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

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 face?

at his words, thinking where on earth did he get the idea that she had taken a liking

expressing her astonishment at the fact that Rosalie and Jonathan