The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 339

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.

that time,

his eyes on Fiona, replying, “Okay,

face changed.

as she

has been looking for her for so many years. He must have deep feelings for her. If I can make good use of it,

have to seize this

was the song

listened to her song, it seemed that

that time… He thought that it was not bad

him the photos of her childhood. Besides, Fiona knew Como La Flor and called him Cal. What was more, she could say clearly what happened

anyone about those things, so Fiona couldn’t

that Fiona was the one

anything when he saw her. It was as if he

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

mountain with him on her back, or they snuggled up

time, all they had

was so important to him. If he left her,

survive.

paintings, only

and her eyes were full

in the painting. A trace of pain flashed across his originally indifferent and alienated

Rosalie was here, she would find that the

it’s not you?” A cold voice sounded in the

still looked

raised his hand and gently stroked the woman’s cheek as if

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