The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 339

Fiona bit her lips slightly and asked, “If I hadn’t saved you, you wouldn’t be nice to me?”

She wanted to hear him say no, but she was greeted with a pair of indifferent and alienated eyes.

The man in front of her just looked at her calmly as if he were looking at a stranger.

Suddenly, Fiona’s heart sank. She regretted what she said just now. She added, “I… I just want you to be nice to me, not only because I saved you, but also… Because of something else…”

She stammered.

“Enough. Don’t think too much,” Calvin said flatly. “It’s getting late. You should rest early.”

As he spoke, he opened the door and was about to get in when Fiona suddenly said behind him, “Be careful on the way, Cal!”

Hearing this, Calvin’s body suddenly stiffened and the scene of that petite figure going down the mountain with him on her back flashed through his mind.

At that time, the girl kept talking to him as if she was afraid that he would faint because of injury and bleeding.

“What’s your name? If you don’t tell me, I’ll call you Cal. It’s carved on the corner of your clothes. Is that your name?

“Cal, you can’t sleep. If you fall asleep, you won’t be able to wake up.

“Let me tell you a story. What kind of stories do you like to hear? I’m very good at telling stories! Cal, answer me!

“Cal… Cal…”

Over the years, these words would flash across his mind over and over again and wake him up from his dreams.

her at that time,

eyes on Fiona, replying, “Okay, I see.” The indifference in his eyes

car drove away, the expression on Fiona’s face changed.

long as she doesn’t remember it, I’ll

must have deep feelings for her. If I can

have to seize this

car and listening to Como La Flor, which was the song that “she”

he listened to her song, it seemed that the

thought that it was not bad if things could go

Fiona because she showed him the photos of her childhood. Besides, Fiona knew Como La Flor and called him Cal. What was more,

things, so Fiona couldn’t have heard

only possibility was that Fiona was the one he

didn’t feel anything when he saw her. It was as if he were just looking at a

drove back to his villa in Strico. He opened the door, got out of the car, and went straight to the studio, looking at the paintings he had drawn

him on her back, or

that time, all they had

he realized that someone was so important to him. If he left her, he might not

survive.

paintings, only one was an

it wasn’t about kids but an adult woman’s face. The woman in the painting smiled faintly and her eyes were full of tenderness, which made people feel

the painting, his dark eyes fixed on the person in the painting. A trace

find that the

sounded in the studio, but it

the painting still looked

stroked the woman’s cheek as