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?”

to be separated like this; there

better than getting back

went

one he still

was 33 years old,

was, the more timid she

relief after learning that Lillian had returned home and that her life had

was slowly returning to normal, she 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

time the three of us hung out again,” Lillian

Time does pass

over the past five years, but some would never change.

call with Lillian, Rosalie had the driver take her to an office building on the west side

enter the office

exclaimed 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

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

was the fellow who

all right, sir?

his head, and

realized inwardly.

her ex-boyfriend at that time, and also the fiancée of

16H

was different now.

sneakers. His once handsome face had aged. Even the hairs by his temples were flecked

Zachary would be in his mid-thirties, but he looked

typical suit and leather shoes,

worker who was tired of life.

was Rosalie standing before him, a trace of surprise flashed across his face. Then, he smiled bitterly. “It’s you. I learned from the news that you’d returned to