The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 290

It was… Calvin!

He was wearing a white shirt and beige trousers, looking a bit casual. His blonde hair seemed to be slightly messy. The cold moonlight shone on him and didn’t reflect his delicate features too brightly.

But at that moment, Rosalie felt Calvin was a little different from usual. In his black eyes on her, there was not the usual indifferent feeling, but rather a hint of vagueness.

His eyes made Rosalie uncomfortable as if he was looking at something through her.

As Calvin walked closer to Rosalie, she felt the smell of alcohol hit her.

“Did you drink?” Rosalie asked subconsciously.

“Yes, a little.” Calvin chuckled and looked at her more intently.

Rosalie pursed her lips and said, “It’s late, so I must go back. Bye.” With that, she was about to leave.

But when she just took a step, Calvin suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

Rosalie fell into a broad embrace at once. The strong smell of alcohol was much worse than what she had just felt during her standing.

She thought, “He must have drunk a lot! How much wine did he drink?”

“Let go of me!” Rosalie shouted.

But Calvin still held her tightly. “Tell me how can I find you? I’ve been looking for you for a long time, but I can’t find you! I can’t find you…”

shuddered. She wondered in her heart, “Did he mistake me for someone

me.”

Rosalie said, but his arms held her

times, the difference in strength between men

I wish I was really drunk. Do you know how much I want to get drunk?” Calvin murmured with a trace of broken hoarseness in his cold

don’t care who you’re mistaking me for. You’d better let go of me quickly,

and put his face close to

Rosalie, and the strong smell

in a normal state, she might be able to communicate with him. But how could she communicate with a drunk

frowned, “Mr.

myself? I’ve been… behaving myself too much… So I gave up

all out to fight

Calvin was talking about, but when Calvin put his hand on

of danger

your hand at that time. On this day of that year, you carried me down the

sounded in the night breeze. His eyes were

always brought a sense

as if

had a headache like a

so much… I miss you so much…” Calvin

sounded in the

burning pain. It was

Calvin’s face was slapped to one side, the air around

a deathly

time, Calvin turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes on Rosalie. But now, his eyes become

and turned around without saying a word. Then

did Rosalie press her hand