The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 189

At that moment, Loretta looked at the portrait in a daze, and disbelief filled her eyes.

She thought of when she had previously passed by the studio and wanted to enter for a look, but Calvin had angrily stopped

her.

Therefore, she could not contain her curiosity and pushed open the studio’s door and walked in.

Never could she expect to see a portrait of Rosalie. It was not the grown Rosalie, but when she was a child.

In the portrait, a little girl was carrying a boy on her back. The face of the little girl was exactly that of Rosalie when she was

young.

In particular, the little girl was wearing a floral-print dress. She remembered having seen a similar floral-print dress in Rosalie’s photo album.

“What the hell is going on? Why is it that among the paintings in Calvin’s studio, there’s one of Rosalie? What is the relationship between Calvin and Rosalie?” she wondered.

At that time, there were too many doubts running through Loretta’s mind. Meanwhile, an unparalleled panic rose in her heart. The panic was much stronger than the uneasiness that had engulfed her before.

It was as though all that she had finally gained painstakingly was about to be taken away by Rosalie.

“No. It can’t. I won’t let that happen. Regardless of the kind of relationship Rosalie has with Calvin, I’m Calvin’s girlfriend. In the future, the person marrying into the Gunner family and becoming the lady of the prominent/family can only be me,” she thought.

Rosalie returned to the Youngblood residence. When she reached Jonathan’s bedroom, she hesitated momentarily and finally knocked on the door.

Jonathan was wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still slightly wet. Obviously, he

while turning around, wanting to

if he was home, she was to

room. “Are you just going to

innocently with her almond-shaped eyes. Her countenance obviously

in her shoulder, and sniffed the scent radiating through her. It was a sweet-smelling scent that seemed to confound all of his

it all day,” he murmured. His low voice sounded like

as though her heart was struck by something. There was a numbness, followed by the rush of blood that

me, Rosie?” His breath brushed past her

knowing how to answer him. The

looked at her with a pair of bewitchingly flirtatious

answer me. Yet, I can do nothing about her. It appears that in her presence, I’m

while handing her the towel in his hand, which he had initially

blankly at him as he bent down again and nudged

the rental home, Rosie?” he asked with

It’s totally different now,” Rosalie thought, pursing her lips. Then, she covered

his

like a well-behaved puppy, at her mercy, drying his hair as she wished. Rosalie

caught and laughed at herself, thinking, “Oh my, how

He can do with me at will, and I’ll not have the strength

she felt his hair was almost dried and took off the

messy and ruffled from her drying. The bangs, which covered his forehead and most of his eyes, made

staring at her. It seemed to have unknowingly attracted one’s entire being, tempting one to have a good look at his