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…”

well. She’s not that drunk and could still recognize me!”

sighed and finally bent down to

vest she had

at that moment. If Callum snatched it, he feared onlookers would be at the

the place. He planned to find a chance later to snatch the vest from Lillian and

heading in the opposite direction

window, he could vaguely see Jonathan

to?” Callum muttered in his heart. Then he looked at the heartless

she loves is me.

life, and I’m the only man she can like.

in fear. He could not figure out what Jonathan was

back seat, Jonathan looked at Rosalie in his arms.

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

neck and looked at the familiar face close

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

Jonathan frowned. “Happy?”

can really forget a lot of problems,” Rosalie muttered. However, when she thought about the problems she wanted to forget, she could

moment.

held Jonathan like that as if she was

sang and danced on the stage today were popular recently. Lillian liked the one with the dyed white hair the best, but um… I preferred the one with black hair. I

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

one knew if Jonathan would get mad if Rosalie kept talking.

man with the black hair,” Jonathan’s

with the black-haired man

replied,