The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 443

Jonathan’s temper was extremely cold, and Callum showed no signs of backing down.

The noise around them seemed to be isolated.

Carlos, standing behind Jonathan, felt a cold sweat run down his back. If Jonathan did get into a fight with Callumn, then things would get worse.

Although the White family’s territory was not in Strico, once they fought with the Youngblood family, both would suffer losses.

Besides, Callum was ruthless and scheming despite his elegant demeanor as a gentleman.

Otherwise, an illegitimate child like Callum would not be the head of the White family.

Just then, Rosalie, in Jonathan’s arms, said, “Lillian, Jon came to pick me up. We’ll see the show… next time…”

“Okay. So… next time!” Lillian replied.

The atmosphere at the scene was eased by the two drunk women. Jonathan had a cold expression while walking out of the bar with Rosalie in his arms, and Carlos quickly followed him.

Meanwhile, Callum wanted to take Lillian away, but she was obviously reluctant. “How about we watch it together?”

Callum mentally remarked, “Watch it? If I really watched it with her, I would probably be pissed off!”

At that moment, Callum only wanted to cleanse her sight and wash away all the obscene scenes she had seen.

Callum directly Carried Lillian onto his shoulder, led her out of the bar, and threw her firmly into the passenger seat.

Lillian was still muttering, “I-I haven’t watched enough yet. Why did you bring me out? Callum, y-you can’t stop me from pursuing music…”

commented inwardly, “Very well. She’s not that drunk and could still recognize me!”

bent down to help Lillian fasten her seatbelt. Then he

still holding the vest

If Callum

he returned to the driver’s seat and started the engine to leave the place. He planned to find a

saw another black car heading in the opposite direction from

see Jonathan sitting in the back seat holding Rosalie.

break up with her if he doesn’t want to?” Callum muttered in his heart. Then he looked at

that the person she loves is me.

the only man she can like. She shouldn’t even think about falling in

in fear. He could not figure out what Jonathan

Jonathan looked at Rosalie in his

must be drunk. How can she lean on my arm so intimately if she’s not drunk?

had her hands around Jonathan’s neck and looked at the familiar face close

rely on…” Rosalie mused. Then she murmured, “Jon, you

Jonathan frowned. “Happy?”

stage and dance with them. I can really forget a lot of problems,” Rosalie muttered. However, when she thought about the problems she wanted to forget, she could not

moment.

if she was

white hair the best, but um… I preferred the one with black hair. I think Aploth men look best with

it to me…” Rosalie continued. But Carlos could feel the atmosphere in the car getting increasingly tense. He was

Jonathan would get mad

the black hair,” Jonathan’s cold voice rang

secretly sympathized with the black-haired man

replied,