The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 290

It was… Calvin!

He was wearing a white shirt and beige trousers, looking a bit casual. His blonde hair seemed to be slightly messy. The cold moonlight shone on him and didn’t reflect his delicate features too brightly.

But at that moment, Rosalie felt Calvin was a little different from usual. In his black eyes on her, there was not the usual indifferent feeling, but rather a hint of vagueness.

His eyes made Rosalie uncomfortable as if he was looking at something through her.

As Calvin walked closer to Rosalie, she felt the smell of alcohol hit her.

“Did you drink?” Rosalie asked subconsciously.

“Yes, a little.” Calvin chuckled and looked at her more intently.

Rosalie pursed her lips and said, “It’s late, so I must go back. Bye.” With that, she was about to leave.

But when she just took a step, Calvin suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

Rosalie fell into a broad embrace at once. The strong smell of alcohol was much worse than what she had just felt during her standing.

She thought, “He must have drunk a lot! How much wine did he drink?”

“Let go of me!” Rosalie shouted.

But Calvin still held her tightly. “Tell me how can I find you? I’ve been looking for you for a long time, but I can’t find you! I can’t find you…”

Rosalie shuddered. She wondered in her heart, “Did he mistake me for someone else? So those words were not meant for

me.”

let go of me first. You’re drunk,” Rosalie said, but his arms held her so hard that her struggle was

the difference in strength between men and women became apparent.

I was really drunk. Do you know how much I want to get

mistaking me for. You’d better let go of me quickly, or else—”

face close

breath enveloped Rosalie, and the strong smell of alcohol

normal state, she might be able to communicate with him. But how

“Mr. Gunner, behave

much… So I gave

he could go all out to fight for her, confront

but when Calvin put his hand on her face, her hair stood on end and

of danger was

your hand at that time. On this day of that year, you carried me down the hill… You said

breeze. His eyes were red and tears fell

man, who had always brought a sense of alienation, coldness, and nobility, inexplicably gave her

tears were as if

a headache like

I miss you so much… I miss you so much…” Calvin murmured,

slap sounded in

Her right palm was a burning pain. It was obvious that

face was slapped to one side, the air around him seemed to have frozen.

was a deathly

fixed his eyes on Rosalie. But now, his eyes become much clearer from

turned around without saying a word.

did Rosalie press her hand against her