The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 697

It was clear that Callum a deliberate effort to conceal his emotions and thoughts.

However, that all fell apart when he heard about Lillian’s situation.

“But he’s with Madeline…” Rosalie said hesitantly.

“There must be some reason for it. Sometimes, you can’t have both power and a beautiful woman. You have to make a choice,” Jonathan said. “Are you saying Callum chose Madeline to reclaim his position in the White family?” Rosalie asked, clearly stunned.

“That’s just one possibility,” Jonathan replied.

Rosalie fell silent as she wondered, “Could it be true? What would Callum say to Lillian?”

Jonathan held Rosalie’s hand tightly, trying to comfort her in her current state of unease and tension.

Inside the ward, Lillian and Callum locked eyes. She couldn’t help but feel that even though he was so close, they had become distant.

In fact, they were even further than ever before.

“Is what the news said true?” she asked hesitantly. She had been awake for a while now, but only in recent days had she been able to speak, and even then, her words came out haltingly.

Callum remained silent for a while before finally uttering a quiet “yes.”

Lillian’s body trembled. “Are you… with another woman?” she asked. She strained to open her eyes wider as if trying to see him more clearly.

down and tilted his chin up slightly, creating an angle where she looked

to think that being with you was a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right for me.” He spoke softly, his voice tender, like a lover’s whisper, yet each

others. So, I made a vow back then. One day, I would trample all those who looked down on me under my feet. I did love you at one point, but your presence didn’t help my career. In fact, it could have become a burden. Madeline, on the other hand, could use the Tall family’s power

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he raised his hand as

his hand was about to make contact, he hesitated and withdrew it, as if he feared that touching her would make it harder to let go.

“Is what you’re saying… the truth?”

genuine. But what I truly desire, you couldn’t provide. So, you’re

eyelids, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued

looked like sculptures frozen in

and she murmured softly, “Callum…

pale. His clenched

gently, but her smile was so bitter.

when she was about to die, but now she was in so much pain.

almost struggled to lift her hand, her fingers caressing

that had once been so familiar, the one she had touched and admired countless times, now felt

news to calmly listening to him now, had she

her fingertip gently landing on his lips as if

didn’t want the final separation to be

go from being the person he loved

she hoped for an

for her was far less than