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.

Is there an issue?” Rosalie

years and only returned recently, I must inform you

was surprised, her expression showing astonishment rather than fear.

that your hands will truly

high likelihood my hands will be ruined, then I believe it. When I was pregnant and wanted to discontinue treatment, you warned me of the

choice in the past, I’m prepared to

outcome now.”

flare up in painful attacks, and these attacks had grown increasingly frequent, particularly in the past year. To relieve her pain, Rosalie would take painkillers, despite knowing that this temporary relief was no

surgery could cure her hands. The only solution was to protect

inquired about how long her hands might function, the doctors in Lofbury provided

a

somewhat surprised. “You do remember your decision from back

a way to save my hands?” Rosalie

to save your hands. If

essence, she was gambling on success within

begin?”

start treatment now than to risk my hands being utterly damaged in three years,”

rushed,” Levi said after a brief pause. “I’ll

well,” Rosalie agreed without

relief medication for you. Your hands have likely been in pain over

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

Calvin was the first to turn

with a hint of a smile. He walked toward