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 her.

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

was pressing down on her left hand. The realization that

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

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

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her hands. It was she who caused the accident that took my sister’s life.”

the next instant, Rosalie heard him utter. “All

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

years of incarceration, her hands were no longer

her ten fingers had regrown, her hand still bore the remnants of the injury.

not flawlessly.

cold and damp, the

that she yearned to sever her hands just to

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

Strico.

Rosalie found herself abandoned and cast aside by her

rose to her feet, retrieving a cleaning tool as

adorned in the 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

cursory glance, one might assume she had recently graduated from college. However, the youthful vigor

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

colleague engrossed in her phone caught Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette

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

names Zachary and Yvette were like aching wounds etched into the very

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

murmured to herself. For a sanitary worker

unexpectedly pulled to a stop before

from the vehicle. Pallor swept over Rosalie’s

to harass her during her time with Zachary

to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders inquired with

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

Ms. Leighton. She used to be Mr. Zachary

engaged to Ms. Yvette Hamilton. How about you spend the night with me? What I

his way with her. She struggled to evade the man’s grasp, but Timothy seized

touch her, Rosalie raised her foot and kicked at Timothy, taking advantage of his

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

Rosalie had dashed to the

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

if there was no one around