The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 143

“Every word that leaves your mouth is about your mother, yet I don’t see you treating your sister well. I guess it’s no wonder you’re your mother’s dearest daughter!” Gordon uttered angrily and dashed straight into the room. He came out shortly with a photo album in hand.

Rosalie froze. The album belonged to Tracy and contained many photos of them together.

Gordon instantly produced a lighter and used it to light up the album “Since you can’t seem to tolerate your sister leading at good life, you don’t need to have this. Your mother wouldn’t even want a daughter like you!”

The album started to burn and Gordon threw it onto the tile floor.

Rosalie let out a shrick and hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, patting the flames desperately to put them out.

Her thoughts were frantic. “No! I can’t let this burn! This album contains the memories Mother left me as well as her sentiments! I have to save it from being destroyed!”

She had no idea how long she’d been screaming subconsciously. All she knew was to keep tapping the flames with both hands non-stop with all her might to extinguish the fire. Rosalie barely even registered her hands being burnt.

It was as if she’d lost her mind.

Gordon. Caitlin, and Loretta were also taken aback by her behavior.

Rosalie only realized her face was drenched with tears as she stared at the charred and tattered photo album when the fire was finally extinguished.

She staggered forward to hold the alburn against her chest and looked up coldly at the person she was to address as her father.

This man had the guts to sloppily treat the belongings of his deceased wife, a woman whom he’d once sworn an oath to stand by for the rest of his life. This proved she no longer meant anything to him.

It turned out that love would eventually be depleted by time till not even sentiments were left.

Her elegantly pretty face was washed with tears and in a mess, but her almond eyes glared at Gordon coldly.

you to look at your father like that? So what if I want to burn

but her eyes turned even frostier. “If Mom were still alive now, she would definitely wonder why she married

Gordon was so furious that he raised his hand and

her bearings. She still clung on tightly to the battered photo album in her

her husband! If you still had any amount of

made her way out of the Leighton residence

the house exchanged

it up like that? Imagine what would have happened if she hadn’t put out the fire in time, and it burned her skin? It

he felt his daughter had trampled on his authority as

and Jonathan an item now? Wouldn’t she tell on us to him

prevent her from ever finding her

briefly as she

disfigured by the tire, as Calvin would never set his eyes

Loretta sighed internally.

bottom floor, as every step she took required all her strength.

album kept trembling as her

to flip through

all memories of

her while she approached the residential area’s

with barely concealed concern rang out above

hands

it? Who’s the one supporting me?” she wondered

and was greeted by a stunning pair of eyes resembling an alluring peach blossom. Its beauty was capable of taking one’s breath away. Like obsidian, their dark pupils were bottomless and

noticing

tragically. “Jon…” she murmured the name. She couldn’t remember the last time she referred to him in such

eternity ago, despite