The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 516

“You don’t need to thank me. I was just the person who brought you here. If Mr. Sabatini says he can heal your hands, he is confident in healing you.” Then Calvin casually asked while driving, “When did you hurt your fingers?”

“Almost four years ago,” replied Rosalie.

Calvin knew four years ago was about the time Rosalie was sent to jail. He probed, “Someone hurt you while you were in prison?”

Rosalie was silent and didn’t say anything, but her expression had already given Calvin the necessary answer.

“Who is it? Who hurt you this way?” There was a trace of anger in Calvin’s voice. He wondered who was the person who treated Rosalie so cruelly.

Although he knew she had been in jail before this, he didn’t think much about what she had experienced during her imprisonment.

But it was not until today that he realized she had suffered so much.

Rosalie said lightly, “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Who is it?” Calvin asked again.

“Even if I tell you who these people were, what’s the point? Can you let them bear all the pain I have suffered before?”

“Why not?” A malicious glint flashed across Calvin’s eyes. He would ensure these people who wronged her back then would experience the pain that Rosalie had been through.

Stunned, Rosalie looked at Calvin with a shocked expression.

words. If you want to let those who hurt you suffer, I can help you. No matter who the other person is, I’ll exact

Calvin is being serious right now!” Rosalie thought.

familiar boy sprawling across her back, telling her, “I… I’m a powerful man! I’ll protect you after we leave this place. I’ll make sure to

lips. “No need. It’s all

represented the Hamilton family and the Xanthos family. Although they were not as powerful as the Gunner family, dealing with them

more favors because she didn’t want to

this, Calvin pursed his lips and

restaurant entrance, Calvin invited, “Why don’t we have a meal here? You treated me last time, and it’s my

was a time-honored brand of Strico. It wasn’t a high-class eatery, but it had

Calvin had ordered pancake, a specialty in

pancakes and couldn’t help but think of the time when Calvin and she were hungry on the mountain. He told her, “I’ll buy pancakes for you

town with Wilma, and Strico was

said, “Their pancakes are scrumptious, and it’s their specialty. No one else can make it like them. I’ve loved them since

have eaten it before. It’s

she didn’t remember him or the agreements they had made as

Cal today like what we promised each other back in the day. If I find myself in Strico one day, he will treat me to a

sky, a Maserati approached a residential area slowly before finally stopping at the gate, and Rosalie alighted from the car. She had only taken a few steps when

and handed her a takeout box. “It’s the pancake. I noticed

and took it. “Thank you.” Perhaps it was because there were pancakes

couldn’t resist the young Calvin finishing his