The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 538

After an unknown period, when the kiss finally ended, Rosalie gasped for breath like a fish out of water.

Her long hair was slightly messy, and her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue. Those tranquil eyes stared at him,

no longer in the calm, unruffled manner they had been earlier. It was as if, in her eyes, his presence had regained

significance.

Even though her gaze now held a hint of anger, it still captivated him.

He raised his hand, gently stroking her hair. His lips gradually approached her ear as he spoke with a husky voice.

“Don’t even think about falling in love with Calvin…”

Indeed, he wouldn’t allow her to fall in love with Calvin. The only person she could love was him, Jonathan, and no

one else!

A chill ran down her spine. “Who I choose to love is my…”

His lips descended upon hers once more before she could finish her sentence, silencing her completely.

A commotion was gradually brewing at the charity gala, especially after an earlier incident outside had caused

quite a stir.

Lillian was stunned when she learned that Jonathan had closed off the area outside and had a conflict with Calvin.

She thought, “Jonathan? Jonathan could attend the banquet and enjoy the event without any trouble, so why did he

close off the area outside? Could it be…”

Lillian suddenly thought of Rosalie, her best friend who had-mentioned she was going home. She pondered, “Could

it be that she coincidentally ran into Jonathan outside? Furthermore, could Jonathan have closed off the area for

Rosalie?”

The crazy thought crossed Lillian’s mind. She thought it couldn’t be true, but her heart was racing.

She took out her phone and quickly dialed Rosalie’s number, but no one answered.

Lillian’s face changed, and she couldn’t help but think, “Has something happened to Rosalie?”

Beside Lillian, Callum suggested, “Don’t worry too much. Let’s go ask Calvin first.”

“Yes, let’s find Calvin first!” Lillian hurriedly agreed while rushing toward the exit, with Callum following closely.

When they reached the exit, a crowd had gathered. Lillian saw many reporters surrounding Calvin, taking pictures,

but none dared to approach him for an interview.

Standing next to Calvin was a woman in a light purple dress, but she was not Rosalie.

At this moment, Fiona was standing by Calvin’s side, looking at his right hand that hung awkwardly at his side.

“Calvin, do you need to go to the hospital for your hand? I can accompany you,”

However, Calvin did not pay any attention to her. His thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line as he ordered

his subordinates, “Get these reporters to leave. I don’t want to see any rumors on the internet about tonight!”

“Yes!” his subordinates responded, and the security guards at the event began dispersing the reporters.

Fiona gritted her teeth secretly. Initially, she wanted to show the relationship between Calvin and her through these

reporters to end up on the trending list. That way, the students in school and those in the film crew would not mock

her all day long!

However, she had lost the chance to do so.

Fiona felt awkward as she tried to show more concern and worry. “Calvin, you should go to the hospital for your

hand. Is it hurting badly? I’m really worried about your hand.”

“Have you ever been worried about Rosalie?” Calvin suddenly asked.

“Huh?” Fiona was momentarily taken aback and couldn’t respond immediately.

“Do you know that Rosalie’s hand was injured much worse than mine? You always claim that you are close to her.

When she was imprisoned, did you ever visit her?” Calvin stared at the woman in front of him.

While researching Rosalie’s prison records, he found that only Lillian, her best friend, had frequently visited her.

Wilma couldn’t come to Strico due to health issues, but she had called a few times.

Other than that, there were no records of anyone else visiting Rosalie during her imprisonment.

Thinking back to those days when Rosalie was isolated and deserted, Calvin felt an indescribable ache in his heart.

Fiona looked embarrassed and couldn’t answer Calvin’s question.

At that moment, Lillian finally arrived with Callum’s help and ran toward Calvin. “How is Rosalie? I called her, but no

one answered!”

Calvin’s face turned dark as he replied, “She was taken away by Jonathan.”

Lillian’s heart sank. Her fears seemed to be confirmed. She asked, “Do you know where Jonathan took Lillian?”

As soon as she asked, Lillian felt like she had asked a foolish question. Indeed, Calvin shook his head.

“What should we do? Rosalie…” Lillian bit her lip, her face filled with worry.

Callum tried to comfort her, saying, “Jonathan probably won’t do anything extreme to Rosalie.” After all, Jonathan

still loved Rosalie.

“He took her away by force, and I couldn’t reach her on the phone,” Lillian replied anxiously. Moreover, when she

came here, she heard about Jonathan’s conflict with Calvin, and he had forcefully taken a woman away.

There was no doubt that the woman was Rosalie.

Rosalie did not leave with Jonathan willingly.

“Let’s go to the Youngblood residence. Maybe Jonathan took Rosie there!” Lillian said urgently. She dragged Callum

to the parking lot and drove the car to the Youngblood residence.

Calvin’s expression remained gloomy. Since Jonathan used this method to take Rosalie away, he might not have

taken her to the Youngblood residence.

Calvin thought, “Why did Jonathan take Rosalie?”

At that moment, several medical personnel who had been prepared for the banquet hurriedly approached with the

medical

kit.

An experienced doctor took one look at the severity of Calvin’s twisted wrist and immediately gasped. He quickly

stepped forward, touched the bones on Calvin’s wrist, and said, “Mr. Gunner, we need to fix your hand first and

then take X-rays at the hospital to assess the specific condition. However, it might be a bit painful. Please bear with

it

Calvin coldly responded, “Go ahead.”

The doctor and nurses began fixing Calvin’s twisted wrist on the spot. Calvin did not utter a word, and there was no

change in his expression. His gaze remained fixed on the direction where Jonathan’s car had departed.