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?”

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

it was better than getting back together, and then resenting each

went wrong again.

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

33 years old, and no longer 28.

the more timid she

learning that Lillian had returned home and that her life had regained

life was slowly returning to normal, she announced, “We will ask Amelia out the next time I am free, and

the three of us hung out again,” Lillian replied before sighing. “Time flies. It’s been almost

pass quickly,” Rosalie concurred.

the past five years, but

the call with Lillian, Rosalie had the driver take her to an office building on the west side of the city. Intending to start a

she was about to enter the office building, something fell from

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

clatter of footsteps drew nearer. “Mrs. Youngblood!” the

“I’m fine.” Then, she looked at the man getting to his feet and dusting his body with

was the fellow who saved her moments ago.

all right,

raised his head, and

she realized inwardly.

young gentleman in Strico, her ex-boyfriend

16H

was different

and dirty sneakers. His once handsome face had

be in his mid-thirties, but he looked

shoes, the bright young heir of the Xanthos

who was tired of life.

Then, he smiled bitterly. “It’s