The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 697

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.

Lillian’s bedside. He crouched down and tilted his chin up slightly, creating an angle where she looked down

the end, you’re

would trample all those who looked down on me under my feet. I did love you at one point, but

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he raised his hand as if he wanted to touch her

as if he feared that

eyes flickered. “Is what you’re saying… the

it’s the truth, Lillian. When I 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 my ambitions,”

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

of them looked like sculptures frozen in time.

she murmured

face turned pale. His clenched fists

her smile was so bitter.

when she was about to die, but now she was

hand, her fingers

one she had touched and admired

the initial emotion of seeing the news to calmly listening to him now, had she mentally prepared herself for

murmured, her fingertip gently landing on his lips

didn’t want the final separation to be

from being the person he loved the most

other in the future, she hoped

he wanted, and his love for her was far less than what he hoped to gain.

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