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.”

said, but his arms held her so hard that her struggle was

such times, the difference in strength between

you know how much I want to get

You’d better

looked down and put his face close to hers.

breath enveloped Rosalie, and the strong smell of alcohol gave her a sense of

to communicate with him. But how could she

frowned, “Mr. Gunner, behave

too much… So I gave up without

to fight

Rosalie didn’t know who Calvin was talking about, but when Calvin put his hand on her face, her hair stood on end and she

of danger was around her.

at that time. On this day of that year, you carried me down the hill… You said you will protect me… and let me

and choking voice sounded in the night breeze. His eyes

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

if

had a headache like

I miss you so much…” Calvin murmured, and his lips almost touched Rosalie’s as his face got

sounded in the night.

Her right palm was a burning pain. It was obvious that she just slapped Calvin very

the air around him

was a deathly

time, Calvin turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes on

turned around without saying a word. Then he staggered away and got

her hand against her dull aching head.