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.

once more, just as she had when she

to rely entirely on her own efforts,

nothing to be afraid of at all.

her wardrobe and putting on the clothes she had

the very least, she could leave

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

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

one large and one small

deed Jonathan had given her

reasoned that those items had never been

it should be. Perhaps this is the best

moment as she cheered herself up and prepared to leave the room. After pushing open the

up, turned to the last page

It was better for her to take it with her to prevent it from being thrown away by him in the

after, Rosalie returned to her own bedroom, picked up the

there were too many memories between her and him, as if the air itself was still

no longer have any contact

was finally

that fate’s cruelty was even worse than she had imagined.

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.

in plain and old clothes, dragging her suitcases,

Leighton, where are you going?” he

Jonathan and I have broken up, so there’s no reason for me to stay here,”

could not believe what he had

her birthday? Mr. Youngblood has even planned a special birthday dinner for her this evening.”

like she was lying, leaving the butler

didn’t say anything more and continued to drag her suitcases out of the

assistant, Carlos, to report the situation