The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 803

Chapter 803

“Okay,” Jonathan replied and wrapped his arms around Rosalie. Before he left, he sneaked a peek at Callum.

At that instant, Callum’s visage was inundated with endless sorrow, even brimming with incomparable despair.

It seemed that even if he was alive, he was nothing more than an empty shell.

Jonathan’s heart skipped a beat, and his footsteps also came to an abrupt halt. Pieces after pieces of images flashed across his mind, but they all flickered way too fast that he could not even tell what those scenes were. “What’s the matter? Jon?” Rosalie turned and regarded Jonathan who stopped with befuddlement.

“It’s nothing.” The man’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he lifted his footsteps once more and left the banquet alongside the lady.

After hopping into the car, Jonathan leaned his back against the seat, heaving a breath while shutting his eyes.

“Are you tired?” A gentle female voice sounded near his ear.

“Kind of.”

“Have a shut-eye, then. It’ll take more than half an hour to reach the Youngblood residence from here, anyway,” stated Rosalie.

Jonathan tried hard to relax himself, but somehow, his heart appeared to be racing even quicker. The despair on Callum’s countenance he glimpsed a while ago kept running through his head.

It felt like he himself had also been that desperate once upon a time.

That said, never could he recall when he was last enveloped by such desperation.

that time around, he had a vivid

voice in his head sounded so hopeless and sad that it was as though he had no intention

Why? I’m the one to blame! I’m the one who deserves death!”

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call him

utter those words. He wondered if that picture in his head was

she was dead that I became that

headache began swelling

muffled scream escaped Jonathan, and all of a sudden,

One groan after another

all his might, he struggled to break free from the shackles of overwhelming distraught and flee

of the blue, a voice chimed in his

you feeling unwell? Can

bombarding him, seemingly pulling him

her fingers rubbing his forehead to ease the agony within

his eyes. That delicate, sweet face of the woman instantly came

Or should I ask Gary to contact Dr. Hale and

fixated on the person before his eyes. A sheen of

back then, to the extent that he would feel that much torment

broken memories in his mind might look like pure projections from a bystander watching from the sidelines, the last episode he felt, though,

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