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 up slightly,

to think that being with you was a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right

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

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raised his hand as

as if he feared that touching

what

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

lowered her eyelids, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued

looked like sculptures frozen

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

contracted, and his face turned pale. His clenched fists at his side were an

gently, but her smile was so bitter.

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

to lift her hand, her fingers caressing

familiar, the one she had touched and admired countless times, now

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

have no more ties between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently

to be filled with tears

being the person

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

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