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…”

She wondered in her heart, “Did he mistake me for someone else? So those

me.”

Gunner, let go of me first. You’re drunk,” Rosalie said, but his arms held her so hard that her struggle was

such times, the difference in strength between men

how much I want to get drunk?” Calvin murmured with

me for. You’d

and put his face close to

strong smell of alcohol gave

be able to communicate with him. But how could she

frowned, “Mr. Gunner, behave

been… behaving myself too much… So I gave up without even any fighting. Why aren’t you

Rosalie was “the woman”, he could go all out to fight for her, confront Jonathan and even do more for

Rosalie didn’t know who Calvin was talking about, but when Calvin

danger was

that time. On this day of that year,

the night breeze. His eyes were red and tears fell down

to cry before her. The man, who had always brought

as if she had

a headache like

you so much… I miss you so much…” Calvin murmured, and his lips almost touched Rosalie’s as

clear slap sounded in the

pain. It was obvious that she just

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

a

slowly and fixed his eyes on Rosalie. But now, his

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

did Rosalie press her hand against her