The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 170

“Oh, it wasn’t much of a bother. Your son is very cute,” Rosalie said. “But I think he wants to eat pasta. He keeps staring at it.” “If you really give him pasta, he may not eat it. He just likes to watch people do things,” the woman said. Then, she made gestures in front of the boy.

Rosalie was stunned for a moment. Then, she realized what the woman’s gestures were. It was sign language!

“This child is…” Rosalie blurted out.

The woman said, “He is hard of hearing, but he already knows some sign language. So if you sign some simple terms, he can understand you.”

With that, the woman slowly said to the boy, “Apologize to her.” She was signing the words while she spoke.

Then, Rosalie watched as the little boy bowed to her as if he were expressing his apology.

Rosalie couldn’t help but caress the little boy’s head. She thought, “He’s so young, but he can’t hear anything. Do the sounds of this world not exist for him?”

The woman carried the little boy away. Rosalie continued eating the pasta, but her heart was heavy.

When she had finished the pasta, she was about to leave the diner when she caught a glimpse of a recruitment notice posted at the door.

The diner was recruiting riders to deliver takeout.

Rosalie turned around and walked to the counter. She asked the owner, “Are you recruiting a rider?”

“Yes. The lady nodded.

“Then… Can I apply?” Rosalie asked.

at Rosalie, seemingly a little confused. “You want to be a

not allowed

woman your age normally wouldn’t want to take on laborious jobs like riders,”

I have a criminal record. Back then, I

in jail, the owner’s eyes shifted slightly as a surprised look appeared on her face. “Well, if you work as a rider at my place,

1,200 dollars per month. Are you willing to do it? Meals will be provided every day for lunch

much as the pay she received as a sanitary worker. As for hardship, since she was already struggling

immediately

you can come to work tomorrow. We have a motorcycle you can ride for deliveries. So,

“I promise I will

turn of events, she would find a job in such a

“By the

Haab. You can call me Ms. Haab.

call me Rosalie,” Rosalie replied. The darkness in her eyes seemed to have been dispelled

looked at Rosalie, her eyes

her name and contact information A woman in her 50s walked up to Amelia and asked, “What were you

her. Usually, girls like her would find a job in the office instead. The salary for riders in the diner was low. These days, only people in their 50s came to ask about the

so she shouldn’t be a bad person. The car accident must have

that, Matilda couldn’t help but reprimand Amelia. “Haven’t you suffered

you can tell whether a person is good or not just by looking at them, there won’t be this world! You can’t hire people with

a chance. I think she really

chance? Aiden still needs to get treatment for

smiled bitterly. “It’s exactly because no one has given me a chance before… that I wanted to give