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.

down and tilted his chin up slightly, creating

not a good 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, his voice tender, like a lover’s whisper, yet each word was icy

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, could use the Tall family’s power to help me achieve my dreams.”

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he spoke, he raised his hand as if he wanted to

withdrew it, as if

“Is what you’re saying… the truth?”

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

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

them looked like sculptures frozen

moved, and she murmured softly, “Callum… So, your love for me is nothing much.”

face turned pale. His clenched fists at his side were

gently, but her smile was so

such pain when she was about to die, but now she was

struggled to lift her hand, her fingers caressing

once been so familiar, the one she had touched and

emotion of seeing the news to calmly listening to him now, had she

more ties between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently landing on his lips as if performing a ritual. “Callum, I wish

final separation to be filled

to go from being the person he loved the most to

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

for her was