The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 343

Nothing Since it’s what you want, I’ll help you, Calvin said flatly

You’re so nice to me Cal’ Fiona said.

Calvin’s heart skipped a beat when he beard the word “Cal” Somehow, it sounded harsh to him when it came out of

mouth

You can call me Calvin in the future. Cal was just a nickname when I was a child.” Calvin said,

“Okay” Fiona answered obediently

As a matter of fact, it was Rosalie who told Fiona about the name Cal. When they were still children, Rosalie returned home with her ragged dress and said that she had saved someone No one in the family believed her words at all. They thought she was telling a le past to cover up the truth that she was being naughty, and she even took a beating because of this.

But Fiona came to ask Rosalie who she had saved out of curiosity Rotalie told Fiona what had happened and that the boy was named Cal

Otherwise, Fiona wouldn’t be able to replace Rosalie so smoothly when Calvin came to find Rosalie

Of course, what was more important was that Rosalie had a high fever later. The hospital in the town couldn’t cure her and she was transferred to Straco’s large hospital for treatment.

After Rosalie was cured she completely forgot that day

At that time, no one cared about it. It was just a day’s memory missing. For adults, it was nothing important at all, and Rosalie didn’t even know she had lost a day’s memory

Fiona only knew about Rosalie’s memory missing because she accidentally beard it from adults when the was a chidi Therefore, in the end only Fiona knew what happened that day except for the little boy:

Fiona was thanking this was a chance for God to make up for her

As for Rosalir, Fora hoped that she never remembered any of this

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