The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

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A thin and frail woman with bloodstained hands was pressed forcefully onto the ground.

“The former best newcomer lawyer has turned into an incompetent.” A cold and malevolent voice sounded above Rosalie Leighton’s head.

Struggling, she raised her head, her gaze locking onto the attractive face before her. It was hard to fathom that the popular celebrity from the entertainment circle, someone who appeared so innocent to others, could be harboring such ruthlessness.

“Yvette, why?” Rosalie asked in a trembling voice.

“You took my sister’s life How can you even ask why Yvette Hamilton’s sneer conveyed a chilling edge, her eyes brimming

with malefic darkness.

“It wasn’t me. I’m innocent Rosalie managed to utter amidst her difficulty, her head shaking in persistent dental, trying to straighten herself up, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on the man standing beside Yvette.

He was none other than Rosalie’s ex-boyfriend. The man who had once vowed to protect her eternally

In the past, even a minor injury to her finger would cause him to worry for hours. Yet now, he merely stood there, a passive observer of her torment

“Z-Zachary.” Rosalie s cry was infused with nearly every ounce of her remaining strength. “Please. I beg you believe me.

He still wore the same suit and leather shoes as before, but as he fixed his dark eyes upon her, they held nothing but a haze of coldness

“Zachary, you’re not feeling sorry for this woman, are you! She’s the one who took my sister’s life! Everything Im doing is to

my sister can rest in peace”

Yvette held the man’s armi mi

at him

tely. Her malicious expression

sformed into a sort of pitiable charm when she looked

“She brought this upon herself Sympathy isn’t warranted Zachary Xanthos responded softly, his fingers tenderly brushing through Yvettes meticulously styled hair “You can do whatever you want.

Rosalie’s eyes widened all of a sudden as the mused. “I brought this upon myself? Ha“

The man who had once cherished Rosalie now reduced her anguish to this dismissive remark.

Drawing on an unfamiliar well of strength, she broke free from the constraining hold of the person pinning her down. She struggled and crawled forward, determined to get closer to the man.

“Zachary, I don’t know what happened in that car accident. I wasn’t drunk driving that day. It was Melanie’s car…. that crashed into mine.

Thud!

foot descended onto the back of her hand heavily, sending waves of piercing pain through her.

she felt physically paled in comparison to the intense ache in Rosalie’s

to lift her head and locked eyes on Zachary, whose leather-clad shoe was pressing down on her left hand. The realization that he could be so heartless left

deep breath, she said in a hoarse voice. “Did you ever truly love me””

mistake of my life was ever being with you” Zachary’s words were delivered in

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cripple her hands. It was she who caused the accident that took my sister’s life.”

instant, Rosalie heard him utter. “All right.”

to the present, realizing she had been dreaming about the events that unfolded in prison years

hand, now covered in calluses. After three years of incarceration, her hands were no longer as tender and smooth

fact that the nails on her ten fingers had regrown, her hand

bones had fractured, healing over time but not flawlessly. The

it was cold and damp, the discomfort in her

so excruciating that she yearned

death of Melanie Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just

Strico.

her own

her feet, retrieving a cleaning tool as she

the fluorescent workwear of a sanitary worker, and the cold weather had bestowed a slight reddish hue upon her delicate face. Beneath her eyes rested a captivating nose and lips tinted with a delicate shade of pink. Her

the youthful vigor that should have animated her eyes was notably absent, replaced by a

to the night shift. Having dozed off at the Environment and Sanitation Administration, she had nearly

as she was preparing to depart, a colleague engrossed in her phone caught Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is truly fortunate to be both a renowned celebrity and an esteemed lady. And now, she’s marrying into the prominent

sudden tremor coursed through Rosalie’s body, prompting her to hastily depart from the Environment

like aching wounds etched into the very

the road. The bones in her hands

sanitary worker like her, even

a Ferrari unexpectedly pulled to

vehicle. Pallor swept over Rosalie’s face as she recognized the

who used to harass her during her time with Zachary and even earned

Ms. Leighton? What brings you to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders inquired with

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side giggled, “She’s a lawyer? How

Leighton. She used to be Mr. Zachary Xanthos girlfriend!” Timothy

the night with me? What I

have his way with her. She struggled to evade the man’s grasp, but Timothy seized her

touch her, Rosalie raised her foot and kicked at Timothy, taking advantage of his momentary pain to make her

he refused to relent. He jumped into his Ferrari and began to chase after

the other side

this area, it was hauntingly deserted. Not a soul was in sight, not even a passing

if there was no one around at all