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 of a fence with lush mountains in the background

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 afford such dresses for their children. I was scared to tell Granny, but she could tell I liked the dress and determinedly saved up to

would remember her

must have been under a lot of pressure

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

lived at the time? Jonathan asked,

why Jonathan asked this. He had

was called.

dress rare

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

she take that

while I was out playing. I couldn’t wear it anymore. I also got sick after that outing. Rosalie added.

His tone

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

the exam, she had to leave Wilma

a new dress

forehead. Rosalie froze as she looked up at Jonathan. “L… I don’t have

muttered, “I know. I’ll

want from

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

felt that the longer she looked at him, the

out all the remaining photos in the album, and picked up the photo of her in

Although he asked, his hand