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.

leave the mountain as soon as possible, or those bad guys

they were in

help, but he was afraid of being left alone in this strange place, and that she would not come back to save him.

older than her. Therefore, he should have assured her, but as a result, his fear was sensed by the girl. She comforted him, “Let’s go down the mountain together!”

were so

felt that these simple sentences could soothe him.

but she carried him on her back and walked on the mountain where there were full

was so difficult for her to take every step, and her brightly patterned dress

how much

“I know you like this dress very much. I’ll ask my father to buy exactly the same one for you after we go down

require his father to find someone to make the same

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

the memory

wardrobe and looked at the purple dress in it. The dress was

exquisite than that dress on the

make a purple dress with a different style every year, but the only

because that girl liked this kind of pattern.

he didn’t give these dresses to her.

explain why. He didn’t give the silver bracelet to Fiona either.

supporting him over these years would

why he

had been tensely thinking about what she said when she had a headache

if those words were really

the feeling of being tightly grasped by her hand remained and was hard

murmured, holding the purple dress in the wardrobe

had been hugging his

darkness. She touched her forehead and found that it was sweating

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

the little girl persisted as if she wouldn’t leave that boy alone

dream seemed to appear more and more frequently. The scenes in the dream would have some changes every

the content of the dream was her lost