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

But in the end, you’re not right for me.” He spoke softly, his voice tender, like

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,

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

as his hand was about to make contact, he hesitated and withdrew it, as if he feared that touching her would make it harder to let go.

what you’re saying… the truth?”

what I truly desire, you couldn’t provide. So, you’re not right for me. I need a woman who can

Meanwhile, Callum continued to kneel before her, as if waiting for something.

looked like sculptures

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

clenched fists

gently, but her

such pain when she was about to

almost struggled to lift her hand, her fingers caressing his

so familiar, the one she had touched and admired

calmly listening to him now, had she mentally prepared herself for this before

her fingertip gently landing on

separation to be filled with tears and

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

the future, she hoped for

her was far less than what he hoped to gain.

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