The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 875

With that, Rosalie turned to leave, but Calvin strode forward, blocking her path. “Wait! You haven’t disrupted anything. There’s no need to hurry off.”

After a moment’s pause, Calvin said, “Did you come to see Mr. Sabatini about your hands? How is your hands’ condition all these years? Have they still been causing you pain?”

His tone was laced with worry, something that was impossible to conceal.

“I appreciate your concern. Mr. Gunner. However, I’d rather discuss my hands condition with Mr. Sabatini in private, Rosalie said, her words deflecting Calvin’s worry while maintaining her boundaries.

Calvin’s face turned slightly pale, and he managed a bitter smile. “Very well, you can stay here. I’ll step out.”

With that, he walked out of the consulting room.

Levi looked at Rosalie and addressed her with compassion, “Rosalie, Calvin is just expressing his concern for you. During your absence of five years, he frequently asked about you whenever he visited.”

Moments ago, they were talking about her.

Rosalie said with a serious look. ‘Mr. Sabatini, I am now married to Jonathan. If Calvin continues to show concern for me, it would only complicate matters for both of us.”

Levi let out a sigh. ‘I don’t know when that boy will let go. But let’s not dwell on this now. Let’s focus on examining your hands. We paused the treatment when you became pregnant, and it’s been quite some time since we last saw you. Your hands must have been causing you pain frequently, haven’t they?”

Rosalie offered a wry smile.

After conducting X-rays and various tests in the clinic for Rosalie, Levi’s expression turned grave.

wrong? Is there an issue?” Rosalie

only returned

surprised, her expression showing

hands will

you say there’s a high likelihood my hands will be ruined, then

I had made that choice in the past, I’m prepared to bear

outcome now.”

and these attacks had grown increasingly frequent, particularly in the past year. To relieve her pain, Rosalie

could cure her hands. The

might function, the doctors in Lofbury provided vague answers, saying, “It could be ten years, twenty years, or maybe even longer.”

a

somewhat surprised. “You do remember your decision from back then. Well, you’re self-aware

a way to save my hands?” Rosalie asked.

to save your hands. If luck doesn’t favor

In essence, she was gambling on success within three years.

begin?” she inquired.

to admire Rosalie’s determination. “I’m sure. It’s better to start treatment now than to

some time to make preparations, as some things can’t be rushed,” Levi said after a

well,” Rosalie agreed without

for you. Your hands have likely been

nodded. After receiving her prescribed medication at Levi’s clinic and exiting the consultation room, she paused abruptly. Calvin and another man were engaged in a tense face-off, with the other man’s back to her. Yet even

seemed to draw their attention. Calvin was the first to turn to

hint of a smile. He