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?”

photo wearing a floral dress and standing in front of a fence with lush mountains in

she saw the photo I was probably 8 or 9 years old in that photo. I loved this floral dress. very much back then, but it was expensive. I think it cost more than 20 dollars at that time. Only people who were well-off could

her

the more the understood how uneasy it was for her to get the floral dress. Wilma must have been under a lot of pressure to buy her that dress. Her grandfather, Uncle

income was around 160 dollars back then, and Wilma

at the time? Jonathan asked, but there was something subtly different about his

was called Lopeza back then, but villages have now merged into towns. It’s now called Lopezania” Rosalie wondered why Jonathan asked this. He had gone to Lopezania to find her before, so there

was called.

this dress rare

I was the only one who had such a dress in the village. My cousin was mad for a long time, saying my grandmother played favorites. She even wanted to take the dress away from

Did she take that dress away?”

I couldn’t wear it anymore.

You were sick?” His tone suddenly became nervous.

after I recovered. But the dress was unfortunately gone,” she said. Later,

exam, she had to leave Wilma and go back

stuffed a new dress into her luggage.

suddenly reached out and pressed on her forehead. Rosalie froze as she looked up at Jonathan.

muttered, “I know. I’ll buy you any

want from now on.”

not a child who keeps wanting dresses.” She bit her lip slightly and quickly

she looked at him, the more out of

Jonathan withdrew his hand, took out all the remaining photos in the album, and picked up the photo of her in a floral dress. “Will you give me this photo?”

hand had already