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.

at all. After all, she had already experienced it in the

up, opening her wardrobe and putting on

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

she had taken

the house she used to live in, she collected

were now reduced to one large and one

the bank card, jewelry, and property deed Jonathan had given

those items had never

be. Perhaps this is the

and prepared to leave the room. After pushing open the door that connected the two

turned to the last page of the album, and took out the photo of herself wearing a floral

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

own bedroom, picked up

and him, as if the air itself was still filled with

just that he would no longer have any contact with her in the future.

game was finally

fate’s cruelty was even worse than she

struggled a bit as she carried the two suitcases and descended the stairs. Finally, as she walked out

when he saw Rosalie, dressed in plain

Leighton, where are you going?”

so there’s

not believe what

up with Mr. Youngblood? Isn’t today her birthday? Mr. Youngblood has even

looking at Rosalie’s demeanor, it didn’t seem like she was lying, leaving the

to drag her suitcases out of

quickly called Jonathan’s personal assistant, Carlos, to report the

astounded when he received the call and could not stop staring