The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 440

“Mr. Graham lets me ride on his neck and takes me around to play with lots of stuff!” Aiden exclaimed, counting with his fingers and explaining in detail all the fun things he had played with. Most of them were things that boys liked to play with and were usually done by father and son together.

A trace of sadness flashed through Amelia’s eyes as she listened to Aiden.

Regardless of how much she tried to take on the role of father, the reality was that there was no father figure in Aiden’s life as he grew up. She was well aware of the envy on Aiden’s face every time he saw other children being accompanied by their fathers.

It’s just that… Warren would not be a good father. In fact, in Warren’s eyes, Aiden was someone who should not have existed.

Rosalie saw the gloom in Amelia’s eyes and quickly changed the topic. As she was about to leave, she looked at Amelia and asked, “How is your injury?”

“It doesn’t bother me so much anymore. I don’t feel as much pain when I walk,” Amelia said, smiling.

“Did Warren come to see you again?” Rosalie asked afterward.

Amelia shook her head and replied, “Ever since I hurt myself in front of him that day, he has never appeared in front of me again.

“If you need my help, please let me know. There may not be much I can do right now. But it would be more helpful to have an extra person to help out,” Rosalie said.

Amelia smiled and said, “All right, I will definitely let you know if the need arises. What about you? How are you doing? Is there something going on between you… and this Mr. Graham that Aiden mentioned?”

“We are just casual friends. Perhaps it’s even a stretch to call us friends. He’s a former colleague from when I worked at the Environment and Sanitation Administration,” Rosalie interrupted Amelia.

“I think he must like you,” Amelia said. “How else could he be patient enough to go to the amusement park with you and Aiden?” she thought.

“Amelia, I do not want to think about these matters involving love and relationships. It’s not a luxury I can afford,” Rosalie said.

a couple with, to spend the rest of her life with, and to grow old with, was a luxury she no longer dared

a series of events, the childish idea of romance she had harbored was crushed into pieces by the

life.

Amelia heard what Rosalie said, she didn’t say anything

Amelia, love was also a luxury she

was easier to convince others

came to Calvin’s villa,

noticed a purple gown with tiny diamonds and lace flowers on the hem lying on the bed. It was exceptionally

young girl. However, her

how it looked on her in front of the

the gown Calvin wants to gift me? Is he trying to give me a

wear it, there is no doubt that my status will definitely skyrocket. When that time comes,

at herself in the mirror and felt she was no longer the wife of a small-town blacksmith who had to put up with her husband’s temper. She was a socialite of Strico and the

pushed open. Calvin, who had just washed his hair, came out

he saw the gown Fiona held over hers, his expression darkened with his eyes. He snapped,

startled by his

stammered, “I-Isn’t that gown for

Calvin’s expression changed again. “True, but not exactly true,”

fact, he had planned to find the little girl who had saved him once and then give her the gown because

still couldn’t

when she finally appeared

you want one,” Calvin said as he took the gown back from

pretended to be unaffected and said, “All right. Thank you,

to you how you