The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 339

Fiona bit her lips slightly and asked, “If I hadn’t saved you, you wouldn’t be nice to me?”

She wanted to hear him say no, but she was greeted with a pair of indifferent and alienated eyes.

The man in front of her just looked at her calmly as if he were looking at a stranger.

Suddenly, Fiona’s heart sank. She regretted what she said just now. She added, “I… I just want you to be nice to me, not only because I saved you, but also… Because of something else…”

She stammered.

“Enough. Don’t think too much,” Calvin said flatly. “It’s getting late. You should rest early.”

As he spoke, he opened the door and was about to get in when Fiona suddenly said behind him, “Be careful on the way, Cal!”

Hearing this, Calvin’s body suddenly stiffened and the scene of that petite figure going down the mountain with him on her back flashed through his mind.

At that time, the girl kept talking to him as if she was afraid that he would faint because of injury and bleeding.

“What’s your name? If you don’t tell me, I’ll call you Cal. It’s carved on the corner of your clothes. Is that your name?

“Cal, you can’t sleep. If you fall asleep, you won’t be able to wake up.

“Let me tell you a story. What kind of stories do you like to hear? I’m very good at telling stories! Cal, answer me!

“Cal… Cal…”

Over the years, these words would flash across his mind over and over again and wake him up from his dreams.

If it weren’t for her at that time, there wouldn’t be him now.

eyes on Fiona, replying, “Okay, I see.”

car drove away, the expression on Fiona’s face changed. She bit her lower lip and

replaced Rosalie. As long as she doesn’t remember it, I’ll be the little girl

so many years. He must have deep feelings for her. If I can make good use of it, maybe my life will

I have to seize this opportunity anyway!”

listening to Como La Flor, which was the song that “she” sang when she carried him

listened to her song, it seemed that the pain in his body was

time… He thought that it was not

happy at all. It was Fiona because she showed him the photos of her childhood. Besides,

hadn’t told anyone about those things, so Fiona couldn’t have

only possibility was that Fiona was the one he was

her. It was as if he were just looking

back to his villa in Strico. He opened the door, got out of the car, and went straight to the studio, looking at the paintings he had

about “she” going down the mountain with him on her back, or they snuggled

all they had

that someone was so important to him. If he

survive.

one was an

woman’s face. The woman in the painting smiled faintly and her eyes were full of tenderness, which made people feel very comfortable

painting. A trace of pain flashed across his originally indifferent and alienated eyes at

would find that the person in this painting

A cold voice sounded in the

still looked

and gently stroked the woman’s cheek as if he

moment, she wouldn’t let his hand touch her face like

suddenly realized that she and Jonathan were

another man. From now on, she would only