The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 991

Lillian could only knock on the door and ask, “Callum, are you okay? Should I inform Dave and have a doctor come check on you?”

However, the response she received was a profound silence. After some time, she finally heard a hoarse voice coming from the room. “I-I’m fine. N-No need to get… the doctor.”

Every word Callum uttered came out with such difficulty.

When Lillian continued to inquire, all she heard was Callum’s voice. “Stop… talking. I want to be alone! Lillian, consider it… as my plea to you.”

Lillian stopped talking and quietly stood guard at the room door.

Callum had no idea how he got through the night. It was as if he had been hollowed out. “This is my mother’s way of treating her son, huh?” he commented inwardly.

When the sunlight streamed in through the curtains and bathed him in its glow, his eyelashes fluttered slightly. Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

He was disheveled and worn out. It had been a while since he felt this way.

Callum took a set of fresh clothes and entered the bathroom, allowing the warm water to wash over his body.

His mind flashed back to the events upon returning to the manor the night before.

He had come dangerously close to harming Lillian and the baby in her belly the night before.

Callum did not expect that the one causing him the deepest pain would be his biological mother.

ruthlessness flashed in Callum’s eyes at the thought of

the extent that she thought she could manipulate

He was no

seething with anger

up, Callum changed his clothes and opened the room door. As soon as the

blanket. The noise from Callum opening the door caused her to startle awake. Lillian instinctively

reminded Callum of a cat washing its face! He could not help but find her adorable in this state.

door the

his chest. It

woman always managed to evoke his innermost emotions.

her exclaim, “Callum, are you okay? Do you need medical

Her hands touched all over his body.

fine now,” answered Callum.

feel that the temperature of his forehead had returned to normal. He was not burning up like the night before anymore. Finally, she heaved

eat something you shouldn’t?” Lillian

eyes and

you were yesterday… It seemed similar to a novel plot. Did someone set you up?

whether Lillian was brilliant or naive. At times, she seemed rather naive. Yet, in moments like this, her guesses were surprisingly

someone framed me. But, there won’t be a next time for

and a trace of coldness flashed in his

felt at that moment was that he resembled a lurking

deliver a fatal blow in the next second.

Callum raised an eyebrow slightly, noticing the strange