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!

descended onto the back of her hand heavily, sending waves

the agony she felt physically paled in comparison to the intense ache in Rosalie’s heart at that very moment.

Zachary, whose leather-clad shoe was pressing down on her left hand. The realization that he could be so heartless

said in a hoarse voice. “Did you ever truly love

of my life was ever being with you” Zachary’s

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hands. It was she who caused the

the next instant, Rosalie heard him utter.

opened her eyes to the present, realizing she had been dreaming about the

three years of incarceration, her hands

nails on her ten fingers had regrown, her hand still bore the

over time but not flawlessly. The joints appeared slightly misaligned, impeding her

was cold and damp, the discomfort in her

excruciating that she yearned to

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

Strico.

aside by her own family. Ultimately, she received a three-year prison sentence.

rose to her feet, retrieving a cleaning tool as

fluorescent workwear of a sanitary worker, and the cold weather had bestowed a slight reddish hue upon her delicate face. Beneath her eyes rested a captivating nose and lips tinted with a delicate shade of pink. Her lengthy hair was unpretentiously tied into a

glance, one might assume she had recently graduated from college. However, the youthful vigor that should have animated her eyes was notably absent, replaced

Having dozed off at the Environment and Sanitation

depart, a colleague engrossed in her phone caught Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is truly fortunate

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

Yvette were like aching wounds etched

was distinctly cold. Holding a broom, Rosalie diligently swept the road. The bones in her hands throbbed in

a sanitary worker like her, even accessing painkillers had become

pulled to a

and a woman emerged from the vehicle. Pallor swept over

during her time with Zachary and

What brings you to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders inquired with a knowing glint

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giggled, “She’s a lawyer? How

underestimate Ms. Leighton. She used to be Mr. Zachary Xanthos girlfriend!” Timothy remarked, casting Rosalie a

How about you spend the night with me?

to allow him to have his way with her. She struggled to evade the man’s grasp, but Timothy seized her arm and pinned her against the

foot and kicked at Timothy, taking advantage

to relent. He jumped into his Ferrari and began to chase after

dashed to the other

despite the usual nighttime activity in this area, it was hauntingly deserted. Not a soul was in sight,

was no one around at