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!

back of her hand

to the intense ache in Rosalie’s heart at

pressing down on her left

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

you” Zachary’s words were

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hands. It was she who caused the accident that took

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

to the present, realizing she had been

of incarceration, her hands were no longer

fingers had regrown, her hand still bore the remnants of

but not flawlessly. The joints appeared slightly misaligned, impeding her

cold and damp, the discomfort in her fingers was exacerbated.

times, the pain became so excruciating that she yearned to sever her hands just to

she was accused of drunk driving, resulting in the accident that caused the death of Melanie Hamilton. Melanie wasn’t just the eldest daughter of the Hamilton family; she was also the

Strico.

by her own family. Ultimately, she

to her feet, retrieving a cleaning tool as she

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

glance, one might assume she had recently graduated from college. However, the youthful vigor that should have animated her eyes was notably absent, replaced by a

she was assigned to the night shift. Having dozed off at the Environment and Sanitation Administration,

she was preparing to depart, a colleague engrossed in her phone caught Rosalie’s attention. “Huh? Zachary and Yvette are getting engaged. Yvette is

tremor coursed through Rosalie’s body, prompting her to hastily depart

names Zachary and Yvette were like aching wounds etched into

swept the road. The bones in her hands

over soon,” Rosalie murmured to herself. For a sanitary worker

a Ferrari unexpectedly pulled to

a woman emerged from the vehicle. Pallor swept over Rosalie’s face as she recognized

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

lawyer, Ms. Leighton? What brings you to road sweeping?” Timothy Sanders inquired with a knowing glint

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his side giggled, “She’s a

to be Mr. Zachary Xanthos

spend the night with me? What I can provide you is far beyond your earnings from road

his way with her. She struggled to evade

at Timothy, taking advantage of his momentary

He jumped into his Ferrari

had dashed to the other

deserted. Not a soul was in sight, not even

there was no one