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

up, opening her wardrobe and putting

the very least, she could leave wearing her own clothes without

neatly folded the clothes she had taken

rental home, she didn’t bring much with her. Later, when he bought the house she used to live

were now reduced to one large and one small suitcase.

and property deed Jonathan had given her

items had never been

is the best ending

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

page of the album, and took out

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

her own bedroom, picked up the

her and him, as if the air itself

was just that he would no longer have any contact with her in

game was finally over.

fate’s cruelty

bit as she carried the two suitcases and descended the stairs. Finally,

in plain and old clothes, dragging her suitcases, preparing

you going?”

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

butler could not believe what he

her birthday? Mr. Youngblood has

it didn’t seem like she was

continued to drag her suitcases out

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

received the call and could not stop staring at Jonathan by his side.