The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

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.

approached Lillian’s bedside. He crouched down and tilted his chin up slightly, creating an angle where she looked

I used to think that being with you was a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right for me.” He spoke softly, his voice tender, like

down upon by others. So, I made a vow back 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

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raised his hand as if he wanted to touch

to make contact, he hesitated and withdrew it, as if he

flickered. “Is what you’re saying… the truth?”

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

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

looked like sculptures frozen in

moved, and she murmured softly, “Callum… So, your love

pupils suddenly contracted, and his face turned pale. His clenched fists at his

but her smile was so bitter.

when she was about to die, but now she was in so

struggled to lift her hand, her fingers caressing his cheek.

she had touched and admired

news to calmly listening to him now, had she mentally prepared

between us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently landing on

didn’t want the final separation to be

go from being the person he loved the most to

no longer loved each other in the future, she hoped

what he wanted, and his love for her was far less than what he hoped