The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 670

She gently scooped a spoonful of fruit soup as she joked, “It’s just like the fruit in this soup. There are sour but also sweet fruit inside. Do you want to care about what happened in my last birthday every

last birthday every time you celebrate your birthday in the future, and suffer for it every year on my birthday?”

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have broken up with you at that time.” Jonathan spoke in a low voice.

“So let’s take it as a warning and never mention breaking up in the future, okay?” She smiled faintly.

Momentarily stunned, he stared at her with his dark eyes. After a long time, he finally said in a hoarse voice, “It’s a deal then. Let’s not mention breaking up in the future.”

“All right. If you can’t think of a birthday gift, I will prepare one myself. Don’t you dare dislike them when the time comes?” Rosalie lowered her head and began to enjoy the fruit soup in front of her.

Jonathan looked at Rosalie. A hint of agony flashed across his eyes.

He wondered, “Can we really make a deal so that we will never mention breaking up in the future? Does she have any idea what I fear most is that she will choose to leave me one day? Does she know how I wish she can abide her words no matter what happens in the future?”

Rosalie was a little troubled by Jonathan’s birthday gift. After all, he already had everything, and she had gotten him things like a scarf and gloves as gifts before. It was hard for her to think of getting him something meaningful for a moment.

After visiting Lillian in the hospital, Rosalie asked the driver to drive her to the mall to see if there was anything she could pick as a gift.

The news she received from the hospital that day was quite good. The doctor told her that Lillian had a good postoperative response and all of her physical indicators were improving, so she would wake up soon.

That made Rosalie feel considerably better.

Rosalie began to shop around after she arrived at the mall. Renee, the bodyguard, naturally followed behind her.

Since Rosalie was getting a gift for Jonathan, she went to some male

stores.

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when she arrived at one of the luxury brand stores, a familiar voice suddenly came

why she took up a false identity. She didn’t mean any harm. If she were sentenced, she would have to spend her whole life in prison! She’s

front of Calvin not far away. Apparently, she was begging Calvin to let Fiona go. Calvin’s expression was cold, and he did not mean to talk to her at all. Seeing that, Sarah

for mercy here, I won’t withdraw the lawsuit. Just let the judge decide the sentence. Even if she were sentenced to life imprisonment, she deserves it! Since she dared to do such a thing, she should have prepared to bear the consequences.” “But Fiona didn’t expect the consequences to be so serious. She was ignorant and thought pretending to be her cousin was not a

believe a serious thing that could affect his life

His delicate and indifferent face

only felt that Calvin suddenly seemed to become a different person. It was as if he would draw his sharp sword out of the sheath, strike her, and end her

deal. I believe the money

his fist. Alan, who was on the side,

care about what such

it wasn’t a big deal! Don’t you think it’s too amusing? Ruining my life was not a big deal… “Calvin laughed, but his voice was choked with sobs.

overthink,”

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he looked at one

confused by the sight and followed his gaze. His heart skipped

Rosalie as soon as possible, so he dragged Calvin to the mall to shop and relax. Alas, it turned out that they were not

that moment, Alan blamed himself for jinxing it and regretted that he had chosen that

not far away, afraid that

and Lucas back then. He could not fathom why

precipitating in his heart,

eyes widened as if he

real or merely

rushed toward Rosalie’s front. “Rosalie, please help me beg for Calvin’s mercy.

get close to Rosalie, Renee immediately blocked

no one else was kind to her except for Wilma, her grandmother, who treated her sincerely. Those relatives could even sacrifice her for the benefit of