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.”

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

in strength

much I want to get drunk?” Calvin murmured with a trace

You’d better let go of me quickly,

and put his face close to hers. The

of alcohol gave her a sense of

able to communicate

Gunner, behave

I’ve been… behaving myself too much… So I gave up without even any fighting. Why

go all out to fight for her, confront Jonathan and even

Calvin put

danger was

year, you carried me down the hill… You said you will protect me… and

voice sounded in the night breeze. His eyes were

to cry before her. The man, who had always brought a sense of alienation, coldness,

tears were as if she

had a headache like

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

clear slap sounded

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

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

was a

Calvin turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes on Rosalie. But

fingers on Rosalie and turned around without saying a word. Then he

did Rosalie press her hand against her dull aching