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.

felt alone once more, just as she had when she was released from

on her own efforts,

at all. After all,

reassured herself and then stood up, opening her wardrobe and putting on the

hadn’t thrown those clothes away. At the very least, she could leave

she neatly folded the clothes she had taken off and tidied. up the

home, she didn’t 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 and brought them with her in a

were now reduced to one large

the bank card, jewelry, and property deed

reasoned that those items had never been hers.

is the best ending for me,”

up and prepared to leave the room. After pushing open the door

Rosalie walked up, turned to the last page of the album,

for her

to her own bedroom, picked up

memories between her and him, as if

have any contact with her in the future.

game was finally

she realized that fate’s cruelty was even worse than

her slender figure, Rosalie struggled a bit as 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 residence.

dressed in plain and old clothes, dragging her suitcases, preparing to

Leighton, where are you going?”

broken up, so there’s no reason for

not believe what he had

wondered, “Ms. Leighton broke up with Mr. Youngblood? Isn’t today her birthday? Mr. Youngblood has even planned a special

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

didn’t say anything more and continued to drag her

Jonathan’s personal assistant, Carlos, to report the situation and ask if he should bring