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 them sooner

they were in danger because

to ask the police for help, but he was afraid of

he should have assured her, but as a result, his fear was sensed by the

so beautiful

felt that these simple sentences could

back and walked on the

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

much she

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

buy it, he decided to require his father to find someone

forward to receiving it!” She muttered. “But if the dress is too ugly,

the memory Calvin recaptured.

in it. The dress was patterned with small flowers the same as those on the girl’s original

purple one was much more exquisite than that dress on the little girl on that

hand and gently 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 the small

was because that girl liked

he didn’t give these

explain why. He didn’t

over these years would be gone once he gave thern to Fiona.

he had such

he had been tensely thinking about what she said when she had a headache that day.

wondered if those words were really

of being tightly grasped by her hand remained and was hard

Calvin murmured, holding the purple dress in the

if he had been hugging his loved

her sight was darkness. She touched her forehead and found

boy on her

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

the dream

content of the dream was her lost memory.