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!

back of her hand heavily, sending waves of

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

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

said in a hoarse voice.

greatest mistake of my life was ever being with you” Zachary’s words were delivered in a tone as cold as

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caused the accident that

next instant, Rosalie heard him

realizing she had been dreaming about

three years of incarceration, her hands were no longer as tender and smooth as they used to be.

her ten fingers had regrown, her

but not flawlessly. The

damp, the discomfort in her fingers was exacerbated.

excruciating that she yearned to sever her

Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter

Strico.

herself abandoned and cast aside by her own family. Ultimately, she received a three-year prison

feet, retrieving a cleaning tool as she did.

Beneath her eyes rested a captivating nose and lips tinted with a delicate shade of pink. Her lengthy hair was unpretentiously tied

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

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

“Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is truly fortunate to

her to hastily depart from the Environment and Sanitation. Administration.

were like aching wounds etched into the very core of

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

worker like her, even accessing painkillers had become an unattainable

pulled

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

was a scion who used to harass her during her time

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

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

be Mr. Zachary Xanthos girlfriend!” Timothy remarked, casting Rosalie a suggestive

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

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

touch her, Rosalie raised her foot and kicked at

jumped into his Ferrari and

Rosalie had dashed to the other side of the road.

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

was as if there was no