The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 399

There were no tears in her eyes.

“So I can’t even shed a tear, even if I want to?” she remarked inwardly.

Maybe some people were just destined to never find love.

The experience of being abandoned by Zachary in the past didn’t seem to teach her a lesson. She had actually fallen in love with Jonathan.

However, they were from two distinct worlds.

If she hadn’t brought him to her house that night, they would never have crossed paths.

In the end, she was the one who approached him first, only to become a pawn in his game. It was at that moment that she knew her place.

When Rosalie slowly walked out of the kitchen in the Youngblood residence, it was surprisingly quiet, and there were no housekeepers in sight.

Regardless, it was for the best because it saved her from embarrassment.

She seemed to have exhausted all her strength before finally walking back into the bedroom.

Her mood was completely different from when she left earlier.

“I am just back to square one,” she mumbled to herself as she stood in front of the mirror.

The woman in the mirror still had her makeup intact, wearing a white dress that accentuated her delicate face. Nevertheless, she had an unusually pale complexion, and her stunning eyes were filled with bitterness that had been repressed and self-mockery.

She felt alone once more, just as she had when she was released from prison.

If she wanted to live alone, she would have to rely entirely on her own efforts, even if it meant living at the bottom of the social ladder.

nothing to be afraid of at all. After all, she had already

wardrobe and putting on the clothes she had brought from her

that moment, she was grateful that she hadn’t thrown those clothes away. At the very least,

she neatly folded the clothes she had taken off and

bought the house she used to live in, she collected some items from that house that held memories for her and brought them with her in

belongings were now reduced to one

and property deed Jonathan had given her on the dressing

those items had

be. Perhaps this is

leave the room. After pushing open the door that connected the two bedrooms, she

page of the album, and took out the

meaning to Jonathan now that they had broken up. It was better for her to take it with her to prevent it from

her own bedroom, picked up the

too many memories between her and him, as

would no longer have any

was finally

she realized that fate’s cruelty was

as she carried the two suitcases and descended the stairs. Finally, as she walked out of the main

saw Rosalie, dressed in plain and old clothes,

Leighton, where are you going?”

broken up, so there’s no reason for me to

could not believe what he had just

Mr. Youngblood? Isn’t today her birthday? Mr. Youngblood has even planned a special birthday dinner

seem like

anything more and continued to drag her suitcases

Carlos, to report the situation

call and could