The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 370

It seemed that she had to figure out the reason for her dream and headache.

Rosalie made up her mind secretly and made an appointment with Robin Erickson on her phone.

Just after Rosalie finished the call, Carlos knocked on the door and entered Jonathan’s office.

“Jonathan, Ms. Leighton just contacted the clinical psychologist whose name is Robin Erickson, and she made an appointment with him. She will see him the day after tomorrow!

Jonathan lowered his head, held a pen with his slender fingers, and signed a document without pause. “I see.”

Carlos then left the office.

Just as Carlos was about to close the door, he heard a slight cracking sound coming from the office.

It was like something had been broken.

The door of the CEO’s Office was closed. Jonathan sat on a sofa chair and kept his previous position, but he had stopped signing.

The pen in his hand had been broken into two pieces, and there was a gloomy expression on his handsome face.

He thought, “Rosalie still wanted to find her lost memory about Calvin.

“Why? She said that she wanted to be with him forever, but why does she still want to find the memory related to another

man?

“Is this because no matter how much I love her and how loyal I am to her, she still cares about Calvin?”

“You put a huge weight on my back. I’m tired of carrying you.” A little girl seemed to be complaining.

“I… I’m sorry.” A little boy was sobbing, who seemed a bit embarrassed.

He had never thought that one day he would be carried by a girl. But now his feet hurt so much that he couldn’t walk.

possible, or those bad guys would find them sooner or later.

caught by them, they were in danger because of the

she go down the mountain to ask the police for help, but he was afraid of being left alone

boy, he was older than her. Therefore, he should have assured her, but as a result, his fear was sensed by the girl. She comforted him, “Let’s go down the

warm words were so beautiful

first time, he felt that these simple sentences could soothe him.

girl was thin, but she carried him on her back and walked on the mountain where there were full of thorny

her to take every step, and her brightly patterned dress got many cuts.

knew how much she

this dress very much. I’ll ask my father to buy exactly the same

he decided to require his father to find someone

a present, won’t you? I’m looking forward to receiving it!” She muttered. “But if

memory

moment, Calvin stood in front of a wardrobe and looked at the purple dress in it. The dress

exquisite than that dress on the little

raised his hand and gently touched the dress. Over the years, he had formed a habit of asking tailors to make a purple

girl liked this kind

he didn’t give these dresses

to explain why. He didn’t give

felt that something supporting him over these years would be gone once he gave thern to

couldn’t figure out why he had

about what she said when she had a headache that day.

words were really meaningless.

scratched Calvin on his wrist had faded, but the feeling of being tightly grasped by her hand remained and was hard to get rid of.

me the truth!” Calvin murmured, holding the purple dress

he had been hugging his loved one.

came into her sight was darkness. She touched her forehead and found that it was sweating heavily.

mountains with the little boy on her back, and she could even feel that the little girl was having a hard time in the

wouldn’t leave that

frequently. The scenes in the dream would have some changes every time the dream

doubted that the content of the