The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 875

With that, Rosalie turned to leave, but Calvin strode forward, blocking her path. “Wait! You haven’t disrupted anything. There’s no need to hurry off.”

After a moment’s pause, Calvin said, “Did you come to see Mr. Sabatini about your hands? How is your hands’ condition all these years? Have they still been causing you pain?”

His tone was laced with worry, something that was impossible to conceal.

“I appreciate your concern. Mr. Gunner. However, I’d rather discuss my hands condition with Mr. Sabatini in private, Rosalie said, her words deflecting Calvin’s worry while maintaining her boundaries.

Calvin’s face turned slightly pale, and he managed a bitter smile. “Very well, you can stay here. I’ll step out.”

With that, he walked out of the consulting room.

Levi looked at Rosalie and addressed her with compassion, “Rosalie, Calvin is just expressing his concern for you. During your absence of five years, he frequently asked about you whenever he visited.”

Moments ago, they were talking about her.

Rosalie said with a serious look. ‘Mr. Sabatini, I am now married to Jonathan. If Calvin continues to show concern for me, it would only complicate matters for both of us.”

Levi let out a sigh. ‘I don’t know when that boy will let go. But let’s not dwell on this now. Let’s focus on examining your hands. We paused the treatment when you became pregnant, and it’s been quite some time since we last saw you. Your hands must have been causing you pain frequently, haven’t they?”

Rosalie offered a wry smile.

After conducting X-rays and various tests in the clinic for Rosalie, Levi’s expression turned grave.

wrong? Is there an

Now that you’ve delayed treatment for so many years and only returned recently, I must

was surprised, her expression showing astonishment

your hands will truly be

field. If you say there’s a high likelihood my hands will be ruined, then I believe it. When I was pregnant and wanted to discontinue treatment, you warned me

Since I had made that choice in the

outcome now.”

hands would flare up in painful attacks, and these attacks had grown increasingly frequent, particularly in the

in gentler terms, stating that no medication or surgery could cure her hands. The only solution was

doctors in Lofbury provided vague answers, saying, “It could be ten years, twenty years,

none had provided a precise

from back then. Well, you’re self-aware at the very

to save

and luck is on your side, there’s a chance to save your hands. If luck doesn’t favor you, your hands could deteriorate

In essence, she was gambling on success

we begin?”

to admire Rosalie’s determination. “I’m sure. It’s better to start treatment now than to risk my hands being utterly damaged in

be rushed,” Levi said after a brief pause. “I’ll let

agreed without hesitation.

medication for you. Your hands have likely been in pain over the past year,” Levi

After receiving her prescribed medication at Levi’s clinic and exiting the consultation room, she paused abruptly. Calvin and another man were engaged in a tense face-off, with the other man’s back to her. Yet even before the latter turned around, she recognized

seemed to draw their attention. Calvin was the first to