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!

the back of her hand

she felt physically paled in comparison to the

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

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

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

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

next instant, Rosalie heard

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

glanced down at her hand, now covered in calluses. After three years of incarceration,

her ten fingers had regrown, her

the past, her finger bones had fractured, healing over time but not flawlessly. The joints appeared slightly misaligned, impeding her ability

and damp, the discomfort in her fingers

yearned to sever her hands

caused the death of Melanie Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter of

Strico.

found herself abandoned and cast aside by her own family.

a cleaning tool as

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

However, the youthful vigor that should have animated her eyes was notably absent, replaced

the night shift. Having dozed off

Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is truly fortunate to be both a renowned celebrity and an esteemed

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

aching wounds etched into the very core

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

be over soon,” Rosalie murmured to herself. For a sanitary worker like her,

sweeping, a Ferrari unexpectedly pulled to a stop

a woman emerged from the vehicle. Pallor swept over Rosalie’s face

scion who used to harass her during her time with Zachary and even earned

isn’t the great lawyer, Ms. Leighton? What brings you to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders inquired with a knowing glint in

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

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

Yvette Hamilton. How about you spend the night with me? What I can provide you is far

way with her. She struggled to evade

raised her foot and kicked at Timothy, taking advantage of

He jumped into his Ferrari and began to chase

the

it was hauntingly deserted. Not a soul was in

was as if there was no one around at all