The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 399

There were no tears in her eyes.

“So I can’t even shed a tear, even if I want to?” she remarked inwardly.

Maybe some people were just destined to never find love.

The experience of being abandoned by Zachary in the past didn’t seem to teach her a lesson. She had actually fallen in love with Jonathan.

However, they were from two distinct worlds.

If she hadn’t brought him to her house that night, they would never have crossed paths.

In the end, she was the one who approached him first, only to become a pawn in his game. It was at that moment that she knew her place.

When Rosalie slowly walked out of the kitchen in the Youngblood residence, it was surprisingly quiet, and there were no housekeepers in sight.

Regardless, it was for the best because it saved her from embarrassment.

She seemed to have exhausted all her strength before finally walking back into the bedroom.

Her mood was completely different from when she left earlier.

“I am just back to square one,” she mumbled to herself as she stood in front of the mirror.

The woman in the mirror still had her makeup intact, wearing a white dress that accentuated her delicate face. Nevertheless, she had an unusually pale complexion, and her stunning eyes were filled with bitterness that had been repressed and self-mockery.

just as she had when she was released

rely entirely on her own

there was nothing to be afraid of at all. After all, she

herself and then stood up, opening her wardrobe and putting on the clothes she had

clothes away. At the

she had taken

bring much with her. Later, when he bought the house she used to live in, she collected some items from that house that held memories for her

reduced to one large

jewelry, and property deed Jonathan had given her on the

reasoned that those items had never

be. Perhaps this is

as she cheered herself up and prepared to leave the room. After pushing open the door that connected the

still on the cabinet. Rosalie walked up, turned to the last page of the album, and took

had broken up. It was better for her to take it with her

up the two suitcases, and looked around

memories between her and him, as if the air itself was still filled

he would no longer have any contact with her

was finally

realized that fate’s cruelty was even worse than

she carried the two suitcases and descended the stairs. Finally, as she walked out of the main entrance, she saw the butler of the Youngblood

dressed in plain and old clothes, dragging her

are you going?” he asked.

out. Jonathan and I have broken up, so there’s no

not believe what

Leighton broke up with Mr. Youngblood? Isn’t today her birthday? Mr. Youngblood has even planned a special birthday dinner for her this

at Rosalie’s demeanor, it didn’t seem like she was lying, leaving

anything more and continued to drag her suitcases out

butler quickly called Jonathan’s personal assistant, Carlos, to report the