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.

as soon as possible, or those bad guys would find

caught by them, they were in danger because of the lack of water and

of being left alone in this strange place, and that she would not come back

her, but as a result, his fear was sensed by the

warm words were so beautiful to the boy.

that these simple sentences could

back and walked on the mountain where there

for her to take every step, and her brightly patterned dress got many cuts.

much

much. I’ll ask my father to buy exactly the same one for you after we go down

to require his

purple dress as a present, won’t you? I’m looking forward to receiving it!” She muttered. “But if the dress is too ugly,

was the memory Calvin recaptured.

that moment, Calvin stood in front of a wardrobe and looked at the purple dress in it. The dress was patterned with small flowers the same

much more exquisite than that dress

touched the dress. 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

was because that girl liked this

he didn’t

explain why. He didn’t give the silver

supporting him over these years would be gone once

figure out why he had such a

she said when she had a headache that

those words were

but the feeling of being

the truth!” Calvin murmured, holding the purple

if he had been hugging his

her sight was darkness. She touched her forehead and

little boy on her back, and she could even feel that the little girl was having a hard

persisted as if she wouldn’t leave that boy alone no

and more frequently. The scenes in the dream would have some changes every time

the content of the dream was her lost