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?”

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

back then, but it was expensive. I think it cost more than 20 dollars at

her grandmother’s kindness forever.

have been under a lot of pressure to buy her that dress. Her grandfather, Uncle Dantel, Uncle Edward, and Aunt Sarah probably blamed Wilma for spending the

all, it cost more than 20 dollars. A person’s monthly income was around 160 dollars back then, and Wilma made her

was the place you lived at the time? Jonathan asked, but there was something

It’s now called Lopezania” Rosalie wondered why Jonathan asked this. He had gone

was called.

“Is this dress

village. My cousin was mad for a long time, saying my grandmother played favorites. She even wanted to take the dress

afterward? Did she take that dress away?”

ruined the dress while I was out playing. I couldn’t wear it anymore. I also got

sick?” His

a fever for several 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,

exam, she had to leave Wilma

Wilma secretly stuffed a new

a big hand suddenly reached out and pressed on her forehead. Rosalie froze

I’ll

want from now

not a child who keeps wanting dresses.” She

longer she looked at him, the more out

remaining photos in the album, and picked up the

his hand had already put the photo