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.

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

herself and then stood up, opening her wardrobe and putting on the clothes she had brought

she was grateful that she hadn’t thrown those clothes away. At the very least, she could leave wearing her own clothes without

had taken off and tidied. up the room.

when she moved out of the rental home, she didn’t bring much with her. Later, when he 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

were now reduced to one large and one

jewelry, and property deed Jonathan had given

items had never been hers.

should be. Perhaps this is the best ending for me,”

her steps paused for a moment as she cheered herself up and prepared to leave the room. After pushing open the door that connected

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up. It was better for her to take it with her to prevent it from being thrown away by him in the

returned to her own bedroom, picked up the

him, as if the air itself was still filled

have any

game was finally

cruelty

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

when he saw Rosalie, dressed in plain and old clothes, dragging her suitcases,

you going?”

moving out. Jonathan and I have broken up, so there’s

what he had just

Isn’t today her birthday? Mr. Youngblood

like she was lying, leaving the butler

to drag her suitcases out

quickly called Jonathan’s personal assistant, Carlos, to report the situation and ask if he should

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