The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 402

“Why?” Lillian couldn’t understand, and in fact, Callum didn’t need to get involved in this mess at all.

Moreover, from a business perspective, the White family’s ventures were now expanding to the part of Strico. It should have been the right time for them to build a good relationship with Jonathan. If Callum offended Jonathan now, the White family’s future development in Strico might encounter many obstacles.

“If I tell you that I don’t care who I offend for your sake, would you believe me?” Callum gazed at Lillian and asked.

In an instant, Lillian felt herself in a daze, as if something was surging in her chest.

“How much of what he’s saying is the truth, and how much is a lie?” she contemplated.

Yet, at this very moment, an overwhelming urge to believe his words seemed to consume her.

Listening to the butler’s report, Carlos learned that Lillian and Callum had already departed from the mansion, and his complexion finally showed a slight improvement.

“Today has been quite chaotic. It appears that everyone wanted to be part of the commotion!” he mused.

However, what concerned Carlos the most at that moment was Jonathan. Since his return from outside, Jonathan had been in the kitchen for a full three hours!

Jonathan stood there, motionless in front of a cake that was nearly complete, staring at it the entire time, leaving people to wonder what was going through his mind.

Carlos couldn’t make sense of it either. He pondered, “Why would Mr. Youngblood, who clearly loves Rosalie so much, suddenly end their relationship today? Could it be due to…. the incident with that psychologist earlier that led to an argument between them? Or… Is there some other reason?”

However, deep down, he understood that no matter the cause, it was not something he, as a subordinate, should inquire about.

Suddenly, Carlos saw Jonathan, who had remained still in the kitchen, raise his hand, refill the pastry bag with buttercream frosting, and then… begin decorating the partially finished cake with delicate buttercream flowers.

trying to do?”

finishing the cake’s decoration and meticulously positioning 28 candles

he lit the

was as if he was celebrating

is, didn’t they break up? And Rosalie isn’t even here!” Carlos

witnessed next was Jonathan blowing out the candles and carefully

small spoon and began savoring the cake, one-spoonful at a time.

out at room temperature for quite a while. Eating it like this could make you

for a bit,” Jonathan muttered softly, then continued to eat the cake,

some sort

Carlos’ words seemed to get lodged in his throat, and he found himself unable

ever think there could

to raise such a question out of

your belief. It’s highly unlikely,”

or remember that woman anymore. Let’s just pretend I never loved her. From now on, I don’t have to worry or fear so much. I don’t need to concern myself with whether she goes to Calvin’s side, and I definitely don’t need to speculate about how much room Calvin holds in her heart. I won’t replicate my father’s mistakes, and I won’t let myself become as wretched and forlorn as a stray dog just for the sake of

finally left the kitchen and ascended the

figure with

world who could have control over Mr. Youngblood’s

at that very moment, Rosalie’s name

she saw an exquisitely wrapped gift box on her bedside. It was the

night, she hadn’t opened

sat up slowly and unwrapped the package. Inside, she found a delicate little doll that somewhat resembled her, dressed in a lawyer’s outfit and

my dearest Rosalie a lifetime of happiness and joy

happiness? Will I ever have

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