The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 165

Lillian’s initially flushed face paled. Her lips trembled, and she could choke out one sentence, I’m sorry.”

After all, she was the one who had said these words, but she was also the one who failed to act on them.

“You have a lot to be sorry for,” he said.

There was another moment of silence in the car. After a long while, the car finally rolled to a stop. Lillian got out with Callum, only to find it was the same villa he had brought her to yesterday.

Recalling the unspeakable scene she had witnessed last night, Lillian couldn’t help but stop in her tracks.

“What? You don’t dare to go in?” Callum turned to face Lillian.

Her lips trembled as she tried faking a smile. She croaked, “Whatever you say will be the same whether we’re inside or outside.

Callum chuckled wryly. “If I wanted to detain you, Lillian, there are many ways I could go around it. And I can also guarantee that it won’t be so easy for Jonathan to take you away this time.”

Lillian hesitated for a moment and then gritted her teeth. Who was afraid of him? If he wanted to hurt her, there was no way for her to stop him anyway!

As a result, Lillian took a couple of steps forward in rage.

Callum also strode forward indifferently.

They walked into the villa, and Callum pointed to a sofa. “Sit down,” he ordered.

As if she were a grade school student, Lillian sat down obediently.

hand. He held the glass

guilt bubbled up in her heart. She had assumed that this wine would be as mild as fruit wine. Who would have thought

been as awkward otherwise.

thanks, I’m not thirsty.”

hard to make it, don’t you want it?” He grasped her right hand and pushed the glass into her hand bit by bit, almost forcing her to hold it. “I didn’t want to learn

feeling bubbled up in Lillian as she heard these words, and the cocktail in her

it?” His

pursed her lips. Well, the worst thing that would happen was that she would get drunk. And then….it would be up to him how he would enact his revenge. It was just that… “Our business is not related to my parents. You can take it up with me to vent your anger. You can do whatever you want, but

sacrifice herself for the greater

knocked back the

identical to the one before, but her feelings about drinking it then and now were completely different. In the past, she had only thought

he said, looking at her calmly.

in her mouth. The

glass of wine that was supposed to be savored slowly had been downed in one go by her. “Callum, what do you want me to do for you to let that incident

because of that cocktail, she became considerably

me from

head and looked at him with her round eyes wide open as if she were thinking of something.

“Yes, he answered.

of the alcohol just now

as powerful as it used to be.

so potent. She could do things that she

was pulling at the zipper of her coat and beginning to take it off.

narrowed. A light flashed through

began peeling off her sweater underneath, then her cotton