The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 393

“Fiona.” Calvin said, “For me, you are different from any other woman. You once saved my life.”

Fiona was bewildered by his words.

Fiona looked at him in a daze and didn’t understand why he suddenly said this to her.

Calvin added, “So, I will try my best to give you all you want. If you want to live a luxurious life, to be able to stick out proudly in front of other people, or even to be a popular star, I will help you!”

your

chin

Hearing this, Fiona’s eyes lit up and she looked excited.

Calvin looked at her excited expression and suddenly, he somehow felt disappointed.

He couldn’t believe the woman in front of him right now was the woman he had been dreaming about.

Fiona blushed even more. “Calvin, you are so kind to me!” She was so excited because she thought that her dream was coming true little by little. She was fascinated by the idea that she was going to be a big shot and everyone who used to look down on her would kneel at her feet in the near future!

But the next moment, Calvin’s words darkened her mood and made her turn pale.

Calvin said, “But that’s all. You did save my life. But that’s all!”

Fiona suddenly felt as if she was stabbed by a penknife. She thought he seemed to be warning her not to dream too much.

She looked at Calvin’s charming eyes in a daze and only found calmness and indifference in them.

bitter about Calvin’s words. This was how he was

if she hadn’t taken Rosalie’s place and pretended to be the person who once saved him, he wouldn’t have even given her a glance, not to mention talking face-to-face

Fiona so far only because of what Rosalie

home first and then I’ll go back to Strico.”

the car, clenching the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands to

this thanks to Rosalie.

took Fiona a long time and energy to get so far. She would definitely take the place

car was racing toward Strico. Jonathan remained silent along the way. He kept gently stroking Rosalie’s wrist. It was where Calvin grabbed

still red. The redness hadn’t faded away, setting off the

fingers gently touched the red marks on her wrist over and over again. Rosalie felt her

breaking the silence, “Does it

bit her lips and

marks. He then stuck out his

She wondered what he

out of the blue. The way he licked Rosalie’s skin

soft look, “How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?”

stammered, “No. It

right at that moment? She was overwhelmed

embarrassed, about to

Jonathan grabbed her hand stubbornly and tightly, stopping her from

said, “Don’t

looked embarrassed. “But…”

something that even surprises myself.” He was nearly pleading her and his hand holding her wrist

bit since he found her on

were other people present, so she couldn’t ask

driver and Carlos, who was sitting in the front, almost