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.

in comparison to the intense ache in

was pressing down on her left hand. The realization that he

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

Zachary’s words

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who caused the accident that took my

Rosalie heard him utter. “All right.”

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

glanced down at her hand, now covered in calluses. After three years of incarceration, her hands were no longer

nails on her ten fingers had regrown,

her finger bones had fractured, healing over time but not flawlessly. The joints appeared slightly misaligned, impeding her ability

damp, the discomfort in her

became so excruciating that she yearned to sever her hands just to

Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter of the

Strico.

cast aside by her own family. Ultimately, she received

her feet, retrieving a cleaning

her delicate face. Beneath her eyes rested a captivating nose and

However, the youthful vigor that

dozed off at the Environment and

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

to

wounds etched

The bones in her hands throbbed in response

soon,” Rosalie murmured to herself. For a sanitary worker like her, even accessing painkillers had become an unattainable

sweeping, a Ferrari unexpectedly pulled to a stop before

Pallor

during her time with Zachary and even

isn’t the great lawyer, Ms. Leighton? What brings you to road sweeping?”

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side giggled,

Mr. Zachary Xanthos girlfriend!” Timothy remarked, casting Rosalie a suggestive glance.

Yvette Hamilton. How about you spend the night with me? What I can provide you is

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

at Timothy, taking advantage

eyes flared red as he refused to relent. He jumped into his Ferrari

to the other side

it was hauntingly deserted. Not a

there was no one