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.

Callum’s eyes at the thought

extent that she thought

child. He was no longer Ysabel’s pawn.

Ysabel was seething with anger

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

at his bedroom’s entrance, cradling her pregnancy pillow. She had a quilt beneath her and was covered with a blanket. The noise from Callum opening the door caused her to startle awake. Lillian instinctively opened

actions reminded Callum of a cat washing its face! He could

my room door the whole night?” he

up in his chest. It spread through his veins. Right then, he

always managed to evoke his innermost emotions.

heard her exclaim, “Callum, are

she asked, Lillian hastily rose to her feet. Her hands touched all over his body. She even tiptoed and reached out to feel his forehead’s

now,” answered

his forehead had returned to normal. He was not burning

something you

eyes and stared at Lillian.

seemed similar to a novel plot. Did someone set you up? Did they want to force themselves on you and turn the situation into

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

But, there won’t be a

darkened, and a trace of coldness

demeanor. She fell silent for a while. All she felt at

deliver a fatal blow in the

an eyebrow slightly, noticing the strange