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 someone else? So those words were not

me.”

You’re drunk,” Rosalie said, but his

strength between men and women

you know how much I want to get drunk?” Calvin murmured with a trace of broken

for. You’d better let go of me

down and put his face close to hers. The

smell of alcohol gave

normal state, she might be able to communicate with him. But how

“Mr. Gunner,

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

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

Calvin

danger was

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

in the night breeze. His eyes were red and

stunned because she never expected Calvin to cry before her. The man, who had always brought a sense of alienation, coldness,

were as if she had

a headache

miss you so much…” Calvin murmured, and his

sounded

slightly. Her right palm was a burning pain. It was obvious that

was slapped to one side, the air around him seemed to have

a deathly

time, Calvin turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes

loosened the grip of his fingers on Rosalie and turned around without saying a word. Then he staggered away and got

her hand