The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 342

“What if you also get caught by the bad guys?” This time, it was the voice of a little boy, but she couldn’t see his face clearly.

I won’t!” The little girl inmediately retorted.

The little boy just looked at her quietly and said nothing.

After a while, the little girl muttered again, “If I get caught too, then…. At least we can accompany each other. I’m not afraid!” The little girl held the boy’s hand tightly, and the pair of silver bracelets on her thin fair wrist were particularly conspicuous.

The little girl and the little boy fled on the rugged mountain road. The little boy lived a comfortable and well-fed life. Even if he had good motor nerves, he had never experienced this before.

Along the way, the girl was leading the way, and they held each other’s hands tightly.

Suddenly, the little boy slipped and he fell down to the hillside. The girl also fell down due to inertia until her body got stuck on a small branch growing on the side of the hillside, which stopped her from falling further.

The little girl’s left hand was still holding the boy’s hand tightly. The boy desperately wanted to step on the hillside and stop hanging in the air, but the hillside was too steep for him to step on at all.

Fear appeared on the little boy’s face, and then his fear became stronger and stronger as if he was afraid that the little girl holding his hand would abandon him.

Because if she let go, then she could easily climb back to the hillside, and he would keep falling all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Born in the Gunner family, he received elite education when he was a child. His father never tabooed telling him about the dark side of human nature, so he knew that many people would sacrifice others’ lives for their own lives.

What was more, he and she had never known each other before. Even if she wanted to let go of him and abandon him… It was normal.

But he was so scared. He was really afraid that she would let go of him and he didn’t want to die like this.

little girl

to be getting cold. He thought, “She… Will she let go of me? Will she just throw me

my hand, or you’ll fall

hard to hold him at this moment that beads of

on to me. Don’t let go of me… I’ll take you up there…” While saying this, the little girl struggled to move step by step toward the safe area on the hillside with all her

she knew that if she tried to climb up with him, then she would probably fall off with

“Why? Why does she insist on taking me up with her? Why does she

her name!”

your name? You can call me Cal. All my family calls me Cal… the little boy

her name.

he managed to step on suddenly loosened and he slipped

the little boy, the little

bed. She felt as if she was immersed in a cold sweat, with sweat all over

cold sweat. She thought, “What’s wrong with me? Did I have a nightmare? The hillside in my dream

window, the

the time. It was almost 11 a.m. and she really slept for a long time.

was

he had gone to the company early this morning to deal with the affairs accinnulated these days, but

on the note, Rosalie felt a little warm. The

clothes to change, walked into the bathroom,

water washed over her body and she looked down at her left hand, she was a little stunned. This hand seemed to be still holding the little boy’s hand tightly in

Cal

Rosalie was confused