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.

leave the mountain as soon as possible, or

if they were not caught by them, they were in danger because of the

but he was afraid of being left alone in this strange place,

her, but as a result, his fear was sensed by

were so beautiful to the

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

was so difficult for her to take every step, and her brightly patterned dress got many cuts.

knew how much she

know you like this dress very much. I’ll ask my father to buy

buy it, he decided to require his

dress as a present, won’t you? I’m looking forward to receiving

the memory

a wardrobe and looked at the purple dress in it. The dress was patterned with small flowers the same as those

than that dress on the

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

was because that girl liked

didn’t give these

explain why. He didn’t give the silver bracelet

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

why he had such a feeling.

had been tensely thinking about what she said when she

those words were really meaningless.

when Rosalie scratched Calvin on his wrist had faded, but the feeling of being tightly grasped by her hand

murmured, holding the purple dress in the wardrobe with

behaved as if he had

was darkness.

mountains with the little boy on her back, and

girl persisted as if she wouldn’t leave that boy alone no matter how difficult it was for

dream would have

that the content of the dream was her