The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 57

Zachary left with light, almost frivolous steps.

The engagement ceremony began. Jonathan watched as Zachary and Yvette exchanged rings and words on stage with a smile stretched across. their faces.

When photos of Zachary and Yvette’s engagement party were released the next day, it would likely be impossible for anything to happen between Zachary and Rosalie anymore.

The ceremony came to an end. Jonathan left while the other guests were congratulating the couple.

A silver Bentley stopped outside. Carlos respectfully opened the door, and Jonathan got in.

“Mr. Youngblood, are you returning to the rental home now?” Carlos asked.

“Mm,” Jonathan hummed in reply. He leaned against the chair and closed his eyes.

Today was a bit of a surprise. He didn’t expect Calvin’s newest interest to be Loretta, Rosalie’s half–sister.

In his opinion, that woman had no redeeming qualities whatsoever. He had no idea what Calvin liked about her.

However, that was someone else’s business, so he wouldn’t meddle in it. so long as Loretta didn’t trouble him again. Otherwise, he’d make her suffer a thousand times over.

“Mr. Youngblood, Mr. Hamilton called to ask why you left early. I think he’s worried about whether he made you unhappy.” Carlos spoke halfway through their drive.

“Just tell him I had a good evening but went home early as I was tired,” Jonathan dismissed.

It was the truth, after all. “How could I be unhappy when Rosalie’s ex–boyfriend is now engaged to another woman?” he thought.

alighted from the car, walked to a narrow front door,

yellow light filled

raised her head and smiled sweetly. “You’re back. It’s quite cold outside, isn’t it?”

He looked at the wool in her hand and asked, “Where’d

thought of making a scarf and gloves for you with this

tags on the table. He recognized one of the brands. “I know this

explained, “You’re right. But the style of these sweaters is

me anymore. It’s better to make good use

pants, boots, and some makeup. However, she didn’t

simply wasn’t any chance to wear it at

scarf and gloves. Do you like this color?” she asked. The wool was an oatmeal color, a neutral shade suitable for both

buy you

continued, “By the way, let me measure

and pulled his hand over

Her hands were cold. “Stop knitting for a moment. Your hands are

position again. “It’s all right. My hands aren’t too cold. We’re indoors

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be told, he could easily keep her away from this kind of life and

by her side. However, now that his feelings for her changed, he intended to take her under his wing, so she

her fingers had been injured before, her movements weren’t as agile, and her knitting speed

saw that the street where they held their engagement party was congested.

saw it online. Earlier, it was so crowded that people couldn’t even

asked, raising

Her hand paused, seemingly a little confused.