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.”

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

strength between men

want to get drunk?” Calvin murmured with a trace of broken hoarseness

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

what?” Calvin looked down and put his face close to hers.

of alcohol gave her a sense of

in a normal state, she might be able to communicate with him.

frowned, “Mr. Gunner, behave

too much… So I

Rosalie was “the woman”, he could go all out to fight for her, confront Jonathan and

talking about, but when Calvin put his hand on her face, her hair stood on end and she had

sense of danger was around

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

sounded in the night breeze. His

had always brought a sense of

if she had been…

she had a headache like

Calvin murmured, and his lips almost touched Rosalie’s as

clear slap sounded

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

Calvin’s face was slapped to one side, the air around him seemed to have

a

long time, Calvin turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes on Rosalie. But now,

of his fingers on Rosalie and turned around without saying a word. Then he staggered away and got

her hand against her dull aching