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…”

her heart, “Did he mistake me for

me.”

drunk,” Rosalie said, but his arms held her so hard that her struggle

in strength between men and

much I want to get drunk?” Calvin murmured with

don’t care who you’re mistaking me for. You’d better

face close to hers. The tips of their

smell

might be able to communicate with him. But how could she communicate

“Mr.

face. “Behave myself? I’ve been… behaving myself too much… So I gave up

“the woman”, he could go all out to fight

about, but when Calvin

sense of danger was around

that year, you carried me down the hill… You said you will protect me…

cold and choking voice sounded in the night breeze. His

because she never expected Calvin to cry before her. The man, who had always brought a sense of alienation, coldness, and nobility, inexplicably gave her a familiar feeling at

were as

had a headache

I miss you so much…” Calvin murmured, and his lips

clear slap sounded in

Her right palm was a burning pain.

to one side, the air around him seemed to have

was a

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

the grip of his fingers on Rosalie and turned around without

Rosalie press her hand against