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.

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

that being with you was a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right for me.” He spoke softly, his voice tender, like a lover’s whisper, yet each word was icy cold.

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 other hand,

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as if

was about to make contact, he hesitated and withdrew it, as if he feared that touching her would make

“Is what you’re saying… the truth?”

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

continued to

looked like sculptures frozen

felt like an eternity, Lillian’s dry lips moved, and she murmured

clenched fists at his side were an attempt to suppress something.

smiled gently, but her smile was so bitter.

was about to die,

struggled to lift her hand, her

the one she had touched and admired countless times,

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

more ties between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently

want the final separation to

from being the person he loved the most

parting, even if they no longer loved each other in the future, she hoped for an

his love for her was far less than what he