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.

be afraid of at all. After

putting on the clothes she

she was grateful that she hadn’t thrown those clothes away. At the very least, she could leave wearing her

had taken off and

when he bought the house she used to live in, she collected some items from that house that held memories for her and

were now reduced to one large and one

bank card, jewelry, and property deed Jonathan had given her on

that those items

is the best ending for me,” she thought.

and prepared to leave the

still on the cabinet. Rosalie walked up, turned to the last page

up. It was better for her to take it with her to

picked up the two suitcases, and looked

him, as if

have any contact with her

was

28th birthday, she realized that fate’s cruelty was

two suitcases and descended the stairs. Finally,

saw Rosalie, dressed in plain and old clothes,

where are you going?” he asked.

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

butler could not believe what he had

wondered, “Ms. Leighton broke up with Mr. Youngblood? Isn’t today her birthday? Mr. Youngblood

it didn’t seem like she was

more and continued to drag her suitcases

Jonathan’s personal assistant, Carlos, to report the

astounded when he received the call and could not stop staring at Jonathan by