The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 111

After all, when he first met that person, it was in this small town.

However, probing further now, he seemed to be overthinking.

“It’s not you,” he simply remarked that she was not the one.

“Not what?” Rosalie thought, confused.

At this moment, the owner of the restaurant served the dishes. Calvin said, “Okay, let’s eat. Fancy some wine?”

Recalling her previous drunk episode in front of Jonathan, Rosalie hastily shook her head. “No thanks, a soft drink will do.”

Therefore. Calvin requested two bottles of non-alcoholic drinks from the owner.

“You’re not having wine as well?” She raised her eyebrows.

“I have to drive later, so no wine for me, Calvin replied.

Rosalie’s expression suddenly darkened. Memories of the car crash and her unjust sentence for drunk driving, despite her being sober, echoed in her mind.

“Back then, your accident was also due to drunk driving, wasn’t it?” His voice abruptly broke the silence. “Is that why you found a job at the Environment and Sanitation Administration as a cleaner?”

“At least I still have work to do,” Rosalie answered with a touch of self-mockery.

“Would you like me to talk to the Environment and Sanitation Administration and get you a less strenuous position there?” Calvin offered.

“No need,” Rosalie declined. After all, it was a heavy burden to accept favors from someone like the scion Calvin.

Calvin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. It was the first time his offer of help had been turned down. Were it not for her bearing a resemblance to someone from his memories, he wouldn’t have ventured to help her get another position.

Rosalie concentrated on the food in her bowl. Even with her head down, she could still feel his eyes on her from time to time as if he were trying to unravel a mystery.

finishing their meal, Calvin suggested, “I’ll take

I’ll take the bus.”

rush to the bus station immediately?” Rosalie looked at the time and realized that it was already 8:30 p.m. Even

the services would

own too.” Rosalie bit her lip slightly. If left to her own devices right now, she honestly had no solutions.

Then thank you,” she uttered, a bit

Calvin’s car again, Rosalie sat in the passenger seat and stared at the night beyond the window. Selena Quintanilla’s classic “Como La Flor” was playing from the car’s speakers.

she never expected that Calvin would

set to play on a

song just kept playing over and over in

her own affection for the song and remembered how

the pronunciation of every lyric in the song in order to sing

back then.

she felt those were perhaps the happiest times she could remember. Lost in the melody,

night. She hardly got any sleep every day. Plus, early this morning, she rushed over by bus and worked

after, Rosalie unconsciously closed her eyes and fell

asleep, and turned down the volume slightly.

person in Calvin’s memory. In fact, when she had her eyes opened, she

was just that the burdened and depressed look in her eye after suffering hardships was foreign.

eyes were clear and bright,

the car had stopped at the entrance

hurriedly unfastened her seat belt. “How long

It wasn’t long.”

next to the seat. Unfortunately, she accidentally spilled the contents of

her belongings that were

of a sudden, a hand moved quicker than hers and swiftly picked up the half-finished

you knitting gloves?” He was a little surprised.

a casual excuse and quickly took the gloves back from his hand. She uttered a brief “thank you” before closing the car door and hurried into the