The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 147

Rosalie looked tiny in the photo. Her chubby cheeks and thick hair made her look adorable.

Jonathan never expected himself to be so fascinated with the sight of a child. However, looking at the little girl in the photo, his heart was full of affection for her. He even imagined how he would not be able to resist hugging and kissing her if the tiny version of Rosalie was in front of him.

He wondered if he only found her adorable because the little girl was her when she was little. Such a feeling never happened when he saw other children.

Jonathan took out the photos one by one.

There were photos of Rosalie and her mother at first, but later there were only photos of herself.

In these photos, she seemed older than the photos with her mother. They seemed to be her when she was four, five, and six years old.

There were not many photos; at least a lot less than the previous photos of her with her mother.

Rosalie looked at the photos and said emotionally. “My mother liked taking photos with me when she was alive. There were much fewer photos of me after she passed”

She would only take photos occasionally, and most of them were of her alone. It was just like how she could not fit in with her father’s new family.

Suddenly, Jonathan narrowed his eyes and stared at one of the photos. He even stopped taking out photos from the burnt

album

“What’s wrong?” Rosalie asked in confusion.

“This photo” He paused “How old were you in it?”

little girl in the photo wearing a floral dress and standing in front

cost more than 20 dollars at that time. Only people who were well-off

her grandmother’s

the floral dress. Wilma must have been under a lot of pressure to buy her

monthly income was around 160 dollars back then, and Wilma made her money by taking on various

Jonathan asked, but there

asked this. He had gone to Lopezania to find her before, so there was no way that he did not know what the

was called.

dress rare in your town?*

village. My cousin was mad for a long time, saying my grandmother played favorites. She even wanted to take the dress away from me,” Rosalie said. Thinking of Fiona’s angry look back then, she childishly felt a little

take that dress away?” he asked.

couldn’t wear it anymore. I also got sick

You were sick?” His

days, which made me a little dazed. However, I’m in good health after I recovered. But the dress was unfortunately gone,” she said. Later, Wilma secretly told Rosalie that she would buy Rosalie

she had to

leaving. Wilma secretly stuffed a new dress into

a big hand suddenly reached out and pressed on her forehead. Rosalie froze as she looked up at Jonathan. “L… I

know. I’ll

want from now on.”

a child who keeps wanting dresses.” She bit her lip slightly and quickly

the longer she looked at him,

out all the remaining photos in the album, and picked up the photo of her in a floral dress. “Will you

Although he asked, his hand had already put the