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.

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

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

long as she doesn’t remember

many years. He must have deep feelings for her. If I can make good

to seize this opportunity anyway!”

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

seemed that the

that it was not bad if

Fiona because she showed him the photos of her childhood. Besides, Fiona knew Como La

things, so Fiona couldn’t have heard

possibility was that Fiona was the one he

her. It was as if he were just looking at a stranger.

out of the car, and went straight to the studio, looking at

the mountain with him on her back, or they snuggled up in the

all they had was

was so important to him. If he left

survive.

only one

face. The woman in the painting smiled faintly and her eyes were full of tenderness,

eyes fixed on the person in the painting. A trace of pain flashed across his originally indifferent and alienated

would find that the person in this painting was exactly her.

not you?” A cold voice sounded in

in the painting still looked at him with

his hand and gently stroked the woman’s cheek as if he were really touching her.

was standing in front of him at the moment, she wouldn’t let his hand touch her face like

her in a wedding dress today, he suddenly realized that she and Jonathan were really

the wife of another man. From now on, she would only have Jonathan in her heart and eyes and would