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.

slowly approached Lillian’s bedside. He crouched down and tilted his chin

a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right

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.

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spoke, he raised his hand as

he hesitated and withdrew it, as if he feared

“Is what you’re saying… the

loved you, it was genuine. But what I truly desire, you couldn’t provide. So, you’re not right for me. I need a woman who can support

eyelids, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued to kneel before her, as if waiting for something.

like sculptures frozen

felt like an eternity, Lillian’s dry lips moved, and she murmured softly, “Callum… So, your love for me is nothing

pale. His clenched fists at

gently, but her smile was

never felt such pain when she was about to die, but

her hand, her fingers caressing his cheek.

so familiar, the one she had touched and admired

seeing the news to calmly listening to him now, had she mentally prepared herself for this before

between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently landing on his

the final separation to

didn’t want to go from being the person he loved

loved each other in the future, she hoped for an amicable breakup.

couldn’t provide what he wanted, and his love for her was far less than what he hoped to