The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1189

When they got in the car, Rosalie said again, “I have something I want your help with.”

“There’s no helping between us. If you need me to do something, just say it,” Jonathan said.

“Well, it’s about Alicia…” Rosalie told Jonathan what she had come up with. After hearing this, Jonathan frowned slightly and said, “If it’s true as you said, it’s feasible, but it would take considerable effort.”

“But I really don’t want Alicia to succeed. However, I also know that even if she gets probation and is temporarily released from prison, maybe there are other ways to send her to jail. But I don’t want someone like her to desecrate the law,” Rosalie said.

Jonathan smiled. He naturally understood Rosalie’s sense of justice and respect for the law. Otherwise, how could she continue to be a lawyer after going through all those things?

“Okay, I’ll do it. Everything will turn out the way you want.”

Meanwhile, Amelia found that Warren was driving in a direction other than toward the concession stand.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“Let’s have dinner first. After that, I will take you to another place,” Warren said.

“But I told my mom I’ll be back for dinner.”

I also told her that I would have dinner with you outside,” he said.

Amelia didn’t have anything to retort.

Warren was in Strico now, which meant that her agreement with him was about to start.

“Are we going to live like a normal married couple for over a year? A normal married couple… Amelia thought. At that, she suddenly felt confused.

She had already imagined all kinds of embarrassing conditions that Warren might put forward before she went to beg him, and now Warren’s request had left her with enough dignity

least, he didn’t hurt

car stopped in front of a diner in Strico. They got out

do you want to

him at the moment, all she could think about was what a

then stretched out his long arm to pour a cup

feelings for

in front of her in a loss, trying

water in the coffee cup

coffee cup in her

her into

cold water washed over the back of her hand, Amelia whispered, “The water just now… was just warm water. It wasn’t too hot.” In other words, even if it spilled on her hand, it

there was no redness

notice whether the water was hot at

and said roughly,

about to pick up the pieces of the broken coffee cup on the ground when Warren

he squatted down and picked up

suddenly sprung to Amelia’s eyes. “Even though it’s just for now, this man is… pretty gentle,” she thought.

were served. Amelia found that all the food he

I hope you

He looked at her

little bit.” Then she told him about Rosalie’s plan. “I… actually don’t want to let Alicia go like this, too. It would be the best if

just want Alicia to be sentenced

her red lips. “Didn’t you want Alicia to not escape the legal

that after she is released from prison, I can make her life

that case, wouldn’t you be breaking the law?” she said hurriedly.

something illegal?”

deep breath and