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.

had to leave the mountain as soon as possible, or those bad

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

that she go down the 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 save him.

boy, he was 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

were so beautiful

he felt that these simple sentences

back and walked on the

difficult for her to take every step, and her brightly

knew how much she

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

if he couldn’t buy it, he decided to require his

You will give me a purple dress as a present, won’t you? I’m looking forward to receiving it!” She muttered. “But if

memory Calvin

in it. The dress was patterned with small flowers the same as those on

much more exquisite than that dress on the little girl on

touched the dress. Over the years, he had formed a habit of asking tailors to make a purple dress with a different style every

liked this

after finding Fiona, he didn’t give these

didn’t give the silver bracelet to Fiona either.

him over these years would be gone once he gave thern to

out why he had

what she said when she had

words were really

wrist had faded, but the feeling of being tightly grasped by her hand

murmured, holding the purple

he had been hugging

suddenly woke up. What came into her sight was darkness. She touched her forehead and found that it was sweating

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

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

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

the content of the dream was her