The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 370

It seemed that she had to figure out the reason for her dream and headache.

Rosalie made up her mind secretly and made an appointment with Robin Erickson on her phone.

Just after Rosalie finished the call, Carlos knocked on the door and entered Jonathan’s office.

“Jonathan, Ms. Leighton just contacted the clinical psychologist whose name is Robin Erickson, and she made an appointment with him. She will see him the day after tomorrow!

Jonathan lowered his head, held a pen with his slender fingers, and signed a document without pause. “I see.”

Carlos then left the office.

Just as Carlos was about to close the door, he heard a slight cracking sound coming from the office.

It was like something had been broken.

The door of the CEO’s Office was closed. Jonathan sat on a sofa chair and kept his previous position, but he had stopped signing.

The pen in his hand had been broken into two pieces, and there was a gloomy expression on his handsome face.

He thought, “Rosalie still wanted to find her lost memory about Calvin.

“Why? She said that she wanted to be with him forever, but why does she still want to find the memory related to another

man?

“Is this because no matter how much I love her and how loyal I am to her, she still cares about Calvin?”

“You put a huge weight on my back. I’m tired of carrying you.” A little girl seemed to be complaining.

“I… I’m sorry.” A little boy was sobbing, who seemed a bit embarrassed.

He had never thought that one day he would be carried by a girl. But now his feet hurt so much that he couldn’t walk.

the mountain as soon as possible, or those bad guys would find

if they were not caught by them, they were in danger because of the lack

mountain to ask the police for help, but he was afraid of being left alone in this strange place, and that she would not come back to

than her. Therefore, he should have assured her, but as a result, his fear was

words were so beautiful

time, he felt that these simple sentences could soothe him.

girl was thin, but she carried him on her back and walked

take every step, and her brightly patterned dress

boy knew how much she

I’ll ask my father to

his father

won’t you? I’m looking forward to receiving it!” She muttered. “But if the dress

was the memory Calvin recaptured.

looked at the purple dress in it. The dress was patterned with small flowers the same

much more exquisite than that dress on the little girl on that day.

Over the years, he had formed a habit of asking tailors to make a purple dress with a different style every year, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the small flowers

liked this kind of pattern.

he didn’t give

He didn’t give

felt that something supporting him over these years would be gone

why he had such a

about what she

wondered if those words were really meaningless.

wrist had faded, but the feeling of being tightly grasped by her hand remained and was hard to get

the truth!” Calvin murmured, holding the purple dress in the wardrobe with both hands.

behaved as if he had been hugging his loved

What came into her sight was darkness. She touched her forehead and found

in the mountains with the little boy on her back, and she could even feel that the little girl

leave that boy alone no matter how difficult it was for her.

scenes in the dream would have some changes every time the dream went on like a

that the content of the dream