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!

hand heavily, sending

the intense ache in Rosalie’s heart at that very moment.

pressing down on her left hand. The realization that he could be so heartless left her in disbelief

a hoarse voice. “Did

being with you” Zachary’s words were delivered in a tone as

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who caused the accident that took my sister’s life.” Yvette’s voice

Rosalie heard him utter. “All

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

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

ten fingers had regrown, her hand still bore

fractured, healing over time but not flawlessly. The joints appeared

damp, the discomfort in her fingers

the pain became so excruciating that she yearned to sever her hands just to escape it.

in the accident that caused the death of Melanie Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter of the Hamilton family; she was

Strico.

herself abandoned and cast aside by her own family. Ultimately, she received a

to her feet, retrieving a cleaning

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

the youthful vigor that should have animated her eyes was notably

the night shift. Having dozed off at the Environment and Sanitation Administration, she had nearly missed her work

in her phone caught Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is truly fortunate to be

prompting her to hastily depart from

aching wounds etched into the very core of Rosalie’s

broom, Rosalie diligently swept the road. The bones in her hands throbbed in response to the frigid air, sending

sanitary worker like her, even accessing

sweeping, a Ferrari unexpectedly pulled to a stop

vehicle. Pallor swept over Rosalie’s face as she recognized the man.

to harass her during her time

great lawyer, Ms. Leighton? What brings you to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders inquired with a knowing glint in

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woman by his side giggled, “She’s a lawyer? How odd!”

used to be Mr. Zachary Xanthos girlfriend!” Timothy

Hamilton. How about you spend the night with me? What I can provide you is far beyond your earnings from

evade the man’s grasp, but Timothy seized her arm and pinned her against the

at Timothy, taking advantage of his momentary pain to make

flared red as he refused to relent. He jumped into his Ferrari and began to chase after

now, Rosalie had dashed to the other side

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

was as if there was no one