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.

and tilted his chin up slightly, creating

person. I used to think that being with you was a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right for me.” He spoke softly,

all those who looked down on me under my feet. I did love you at one point, but your presence didn’t help my

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his hand as if he

he hesitated and withdrew it, as if he feared that touching her would make it harder

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

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

in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued to kneel before her, as if waiting

of them looked like sculptures

Lillian’s dry lips moved, and she murmured softly, “Callum… So, your love for

his face turned pale. His clenched fists at his side

smiled gently, but her

was about to

to lift her hand, her fingers caressing

one she had touched and admired countless times,

news to calmly listening to him now, had she mentally

no more ties between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently landing on his lips as if performing

separation to be

from being the person he loved the most to becoming his enemy.

they no longer loved each other in the future, she hoped for an amicable breakup. After all, this man had

he wanted, and his love for her was far less than what

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