The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

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Chapter 697

It was clear that Callum a deliberate effort to conceal his emotions and thoughts.

However, that all fell apart when he heard about Lillian’s situation.

“But he’s with Madeline…” Rosalie said hesitantly.

“There must be some reason for it. Sometimes, you can’t have both power and a beautiful woman. You have to make a choice,” Jonathan said. “Are you saying Callum chose Madeline to reclaim his position in the White family?” Rosalie asked, clearly stunned.

“That’s just one possibility,” Jonathan replied.

Rosalie fell silent as she wondered, “Could it be true? What would Callum say to Lillian?”

Jonathan held Rosalie’s hand tightly, trying to comfort her in her current state of unease and tension.

Inside the ward, Lillian and Callum locked eyes. She couldn’t help but feel that even though he was so close, they had become distant.

In fact, they were even further than ever before.

“Is what the news said true?” she asked hesitantly. She had been awake for a while now, but only in recent days had she been able to speak, and even then, her words came out haltingly.

Callum remained silent for a while before finally uttering a quiet “yes.”

Lillian’s body trembled. “Are you… with another woman?” she asked. She strained to open her eyes wider as if trying to see him more clearly.

and tilted his chin up slightly, creating an angle

a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right

then. One day, I would trample all those who looked down on me under my feet. I did love you at one point, but your presence didn’t help my career. In fact, it could have become a burden. Madeline,

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hand as if he wanted to touch

and withdrew it, as if he

eyes flickered. “Is what

I loved you, it was genuine. But what I truly desire, you couldn’t provide. So, you’re not right for me. I need a

eyelids, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued to kneel before her, as if

them looked like sculptures frozen in

eternity, Lillian’s dry lips moved, and she murmured softly,

face turned pale. His clenched fists at his side were an

smiled gently, but her smile was so

felt such pain when she was about to die, but now she

struggled to lift her hand, her fingers caressing

once been so familiar, the one she had touched and admired countless times, now felt strangely foreign.

calmly listening to him now, had

ties between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently landing on his lips as if performing

separation to be filled

want to go from being the person he loved the most to

parting, even if they no longer loved each other in the future, she hoped for an amicable breakup. After all, this man

her was far less than what he

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