The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 840

In an instant, Lillian’s colleagues flocked over to her. There was even a hint of unctuousness in their voices.

Some of them began asking Lillian tentatively about the nature of her relationship with Callum.

“Does Callum want to get back together with you, Lillian?”

“He took you away from the horde of reporters that day. He was so handsome that he looked like the prince who rescues the princess in a fairy tale!”

“Will you become Mrs. White, Lillian?”

Naturally, Lillian knew that Callum was the reason for the abrupt change in her coworkers’ attitudes toward her.

Wryly, she pondered about how society was so materialistic. As he had experienced a lot over the past five years, it did not bother her very much.

“There is nothing going on between me and Mr. White now, so please don’t speculate any further. I have somebody in my life now, and it will cause trouble for me if you go on proclaiming that,” Lillian said coldly.

Her colleagues looked at each other with embarrassment at her words and dispersed soon after.

At last, Lillian regained some peace.

Callum was nowhere to be seen when she arrived

me the day before. “Mr. White said that this matter should be laid to rest,” his men had

informed her. “Don’t worry, Ms. Quinn. Your life will return to normal as before.”

“As before…” she wondered to herself. “Does that mean he won’t be showing up anymore?”

Lillian felt her nose twinging at that thought, and her eyes suddenly felt moist and warm. “This is what I’ve been waiting eagerly for,” she told herself. “What’s there to be upset about?”

this; there was no hatred or resentment, and they would remember each

back together, and then resenting each

if things went

had told her that she was the one he still loved, she had no courage to be

old, and no longer

older she was, the more timid

of relief after learning that Lillian had returned home and that her life had regained its

announced, “We will ask Amelia out the next time I am free, and the three of us will have a good catch-up. We haven’t had

us hung out again,” Lillian replied before sighing. “Time flies. It’s

Time does pass quickly,” Rosalie concurred.

had changed over the past five years, but some

an office building on the west

office building, something fell

behind her, and Rosalie felt herself shoved aside with great force, causing her to fall to the ground. At the same time, she

“Mrs. Youngblood!” the

she looked at the man getting to his feet and dusting his

the fellow who saved her moments ago.

right, sir? Thank you…”

his head,

realized inwardly.

gentleman in Strico, her ex-boyfriend at that time, and also the fiancée of Yvette

16H

different

shabby clothes and dirty sneakers. His once handsome face had aged. Even the hairs by his temples were flecked with

be in his mid-thirties, but he looked a decade

shoes, the bright young heir of

worker who was tired of life.

smiled bitterly. “It’s you. I learned from