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?”

the best ending for her and Callum to be separated like this; there was no hatred or resentment, and

back together,

things went

was the one he still loved, she

was 33 years old, and no longer 28.

the more

heaved a sigh of relief after learning that Lillian had returned home and

Amelia out the next time I am free, and the

out again,” Lillian replied

Time does pass quickly,” Rosalie concurred.

five years, but some

on the west side of the city. Intending to start a law firm, she had begun

she was about to enter the office building,

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

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

fellow who

you all right, sir? Thank

raised his head, and she became stunned.

realized inwardly.

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

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different now.

face had

recalled that Zachary would be in his mid-thirties, but he looked a decade older.

the young man in his typical suit and leather shoes, the bright young

was tired of

his face. Then, he smiled bitterly. “It’s you. I learned from the news that you’d returned to