The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 516

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.

the intersection while waiting for the red light to turn green. Calvin turned his head, gazing at Rosalie earnestly. “I meant my words. If you

and words tell me that Calvin is being serious right

urge to cry. The memory of a 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 chase away those people who bullied

pursed her dry lips. “No need.

the Xanthos family. Although they were not as powerful as the Gunner family, dealing with them was not

Calvin any more favors because she didn’t want to get

pursed his lips and didn’t say

entrance, Calvin invited, “Why don’t we have a meal here? You

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

noticed Calvin had ordered pancake, a specialty in Strico when the waiter served the

hungry on the mountain. He told her, “I’ll buy pancakes for you in the future. The pancakes

in a small town with Wilma, and Strico was

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

have eaten it

him or the

other back in the day. If I find myself in Strico one day, he will treat me to a lot of

residential area slowly before finally stopping at the gate, and Rosalie alighted from the car. She

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

it. “Thank you.” Perhaps it was because there were pancakes inside, which

young

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