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.

chin up slightly, creating an

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

always been the White family’s illegitimate child, looked down upon by 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

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as if he wanted

was about to make contact, he hesitated and withdrew it, as

flickered. “Is what

what I truly desire, you couldn’t provide. So, you’re not right for

slowly lowered her eyelids, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued to kneel

of them looked like sculptures frozen in time.

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

and his face turned pale. His clenched

smiled gently, but her smile

felt such pain when she was about to die,

lift her hand,

been so familiar, the one she had touched and admired countless times, now felt strangely foreign.

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

fingertip gently landing on his lips as if performing a ritual. “Callum, I wish you all the

final separation to be filled

person he loved the most

other in the future, she hoped for an amicable breakup. After all, this man had been the one she genuinely loved.

love for her was far less than