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 agony she felt physically paled in comparison to the intense ache in Rosalie’s heart

down on her left hand. The realization that he could be

in a hoarse voice. “Did you ever truly

you” Zachary’s words

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

heard him utter. “All

to the present, realizing she had been dreaming about the events that unfolded in prison years

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

had regrown, her

her finger bones had fractured, healing over time but not flawlessly. The joints appeared

damp, the discomfort in her fingers was exacerbated.

that she yearned to sever her hands just to escape it.

Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter of

Strico.

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

a cleaning

delicate face. Beneath her eyes rested a captivating nose and lips tinted with

the youthful vigor that

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

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

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

like aching wounds

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

herself. For a sanitary worker like her, even accessing painkillers had become an unattainable luxury.

pulled to a stop

man and a woman emerged from the vehicle. Pallor swept over Rosalie’s face as she recognized the man.

her during her time

Leighton? What brings you to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders

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side giggled, “She’s

Leighton. She used to be Mr. Zachary

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

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

touch her, Rosalie raised her foot and kicked at Timothy, taking advantage of his momentary pain to make her escape.

jumped into his Ferrari and began to chase

dashed to the other side of the

deserted. Not a soul was in sight, not

if there was no one around at all