The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

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A thin and frail woman with bloodstained hands was pressed forcefully onto the ground.

“The former best newcomer lawyer has turned into an incompetent.” A cold and malevolent voice sounded above Rosalie Leighton’s head.

Struggling, she raised her head, her gaze locking onto the attractive face before her. It was hard to fathom that the popular celebrity from the entertainment circle, someone who appeared so innocent to others, could be harboring such ruthlessness.

“Yvette, why?” Rosalie asked in a trembling voice.

“You took my sister’s life How can you even ask why Yvette Hamilton’s sneer conveyed a chilling edge, her eyes brimming

with malefic darkness.

“It wasn’t me. I’m innocent Rosalie managed to utter amidst her difficulty, her head shaking in persistent dental, trying to straighten herself up, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on the man standing beside Yvette.

He was none other than Rosalie’s ex-boyfriend. The man who had once vowed to protect her eternally

In the past, even a minor injury to her finger would cause him to worry for hours. Yet now, he merely stood there, a passive observer of her torment

“Z-Zachary.” Rosalie s cry was infused with nearly every ounce of her remaining strength. “Please. I beg you believe me.

He still wore the same suit and leather shoes as before, but as he fixed his dark eyes upon her, they held nothing but a haze of coldness

“Zachary, you’re not feeling sorry for this woman, are you! She’s the one who took my sister’s life! Everything Im doing is to

my sister can rest in peace”

Yvette held the man’s armi mi

at him

tely. Her malicious expression

sformed into a sort of pitiable charm when she looked

“She brought this upon herself Sympathy isn’t warranted Zachary Xanthos responded softly, his fingers tenderly brushing through Yvettes meticulously styled hair “You can do whatever you want.

Rosalie’s eyes widened all of a sudden as the mused. “I brought this upon myself? Ha“

The man who had once cherished Rosalie now reduced her anguish to this dismissive remark.

Drawing on an unfamiliar well of strength, she broke free from the constraining hold of the person pinning her down. She struggled and crawled forward, determined to get closer to the man.

“Zachary, I don’t know what happened in that car accident. I wasn’t drunk driving that day. It was Melanie’s car…. that crashed into mine.

Thud!

of her hand heavily, sending waves of piercing pain through

felt physically paled in comparison to the intense ache in Rosalie’s heart at that

to lift her head and locked eyes on Zachary, whose leather-clad shoe was pressing down on her left hand. The realization that he could

deep breath, she said in a hoarse voice. “Did you ever truly

Zachary’s

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she who caused the accident

heard him utter. “All right.”

Rosalie abruptly opened her eyes to the present, realizing she had been dreaming about the events that unfolded

her hand, now covered in calluses. After three years of incarceration, her hands were no longer as tender and smooth as they used to

fact that the nails on her ten fingers had regrown, her hand

bones had fractured, healing over time but not flawlessly. The joints appeared slightly misaligned, impeding her ability

cold and damp, the discomfort in

that she yearned to sever her hands

drunk driving, resulting in the accident that caused the death of Melanie Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter of the Hamilton family; she

Strico.

cast aside by her own

her feet, retrieving a cleaning tool as

a slight reddish hue upon her delicate face. Beneath her eyes rested

one might assume she had recently graduated from college. However, the youthful vigor that should have animated her

was assigned to the night shift. Having dozed off at the Environment and Sanitation Administration, she had

caught Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is

coursed through Rosalie’s body, prompting her to hastily depart from the

and Yvette were like aching wounds etched into the very core of

night was distinctly cold. Holding a broom, Rosalie diligently swept the road. The bones in her hands throbbed in response to the frigid air,

over soon,” Rosalie murmured to herself. For a sanitary worker like her, even accessing

unexpectedly pulled to

Pallor swept over Rosalie’s face

was a scion who used to harass her during her time with Zachary and even earned her

to road sweeping?”

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giggled, “She’s a lawyer?

She used to be Mr. Zachary Xanthos girlfriend!” Timothy remarked, casting Rosalie a suggestive glance.

Xanthos is going to get engaged to Ms. Yvette Hamilton. How about you spend the night with me? What I can provide you is far beyond your earnings from road sweeping.”

way with her. She struggled to evade the man’s

her foot and kicked at Timothy, taking

He jumped into his Ferrari and began to chase after

Rosalie had dashed to the other side of the

in this area, it was hauntingly deserted. Not a soul was in sight, not even a

was as if there was no