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.

to appear dignified. “W-Who taught you to look at your father like that? So what if I want to burn this

alive now, she would definitely wonder why she

he raised his hand and slapped

she narrowly got her bearings. She still clung on tightly to the battered photo album in her embrace.

still had any amount of affection for her, you wouldn’t have burned

around with unstable feet and made her way out of the Leighton residence step by step with the photo album

three individuals inside the house exchanged

happened if she hadn’t put out the

scalded.” Gordon’s anger had yet to subside, and he felt his

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

her from ever finding her mother’s grave if she dares to plot revenge against us!”

the side. Her gaze flickered briefly as she lamented that Rosalie hadn’t been burnt

disfigured by the tire, as Calvin would never

Loretta sighed

floor, as every step

trembling as her emotions were

courage to flip through it and see how many photos had been

of her and her

while she approached the residential area’s entrance.

with barely concealed concern rang out above her head. “What happened

pair of hands

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

alluring peach blossom. Its beauty was capable of

noticing her tear-stained face, and his

smiled tragically. “Jon…” she murmured the name. She couldn’t remember the

ago, despite