The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 799

It seemed that, even unconsciously, he could not allow her to leave. He suddenly wanted to learn more about how

he loved her from the memories he lost.

When Callum returned to his mansion in Strico, he saw Madeline sitting on the couch in the living room, leisurely

waiting for him.

“Who let you in?” Callum narrowed his eyes and looked at Madeline unhappily.

“I’m your girlfriend now, Mr. White. Can the security guards outside stop me from coming in if I want to?” Madeline

asked with a smile. Her gorgeous face gave others a sense of enchantment. “Did you go to see your ex-girlfriend

again?”

Callum’s face darkened abruptly.

He did go to see Lillian again, but he secretly hid in the dark, watched her drive to and from work in the car from

five years ago, and saw that she was dating and smiling at the man he saw the other day.

However, he could only watch them. No matter how hard it was on him or how jealous he felt, he did not even have

the right to get close to them.

That was his Lillian.

“Alas, regardless of how many times you go to see her, you will never be together. Say, how old is she? I think she’s

already 33 years old. She should be getting married in a year or two. After all, women can’t afford to waste their

youth!” Madeline inched closer to Callum and gently stroked his chest with red-painted fingernails.

“Shut up!” Callum suddenly grabbed Madeline’s hand and flung it away. His eyes were filled with disgust as he spat,

“Don’t touch me.”

“What? It has been five years, and you still can’t accept the reality?” Madeline shrugged. “Don’t forget that you

cried and begged me to save Lillian in the first place. Otherwise, she wouldn’t even arrive at the hospital seriously

injured; she would have died on the way there!”

Callum’s expression was glacial. Every time the memory of the incident flitted across his mind, he would feel

suffocated.

“Callum, I gave you everything you wanted-Lillian’s life and absolute control over the White family-but the price you

have to pay is to be with me, and you can never be with Lillian ever again! Didn’t you pay it

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willingly at that time?” Madeline reminded with a raised voice.

Callum breathed deeply, but his face had already turned white as a sheet. She was right. It was all his own decision.

It was he who decided to remove any possible relationship between him and Lillian.

“Actually, Callum, why do you insist on holding on to Lillian? Am I not beautiful or good enough for you?” Madeline

winked, displaying her charms.

Never once had a man she set her eyes on rejected her. Callum was the only exception. He would not even be with

her if she had not threatened him with Lillian’s life and the White family.

However, the more stubborn he was, the more fun she had conquering him.

“I’ve also waited for you for five years. Speaking of which, I’m almost 30 years old. Shouldn’t you give me a

wedding and make me your legitimate wife?”

Callum pursed his thin lips tightly. In his heart, Lillian was his only wife. It always had been.

Yet, his carelessness at that time had determined that he could never be with Lillian for the rest of his life. He did

not even have the right to be with her.

Callum lowered his gaze to hide the glint flashing across his eyes. “If you really want a wedding, it’s not that you

can’t have it. After the matter in Strico is finished, we can discuss the marriage with your family once we

we return.”

“Really?” Madeline was overjoyed. She did not expect Callum to actually

agree.

“Since I already said it, do you still think I’m lying?” Callum remarked impassively, but his gaze at Madeline suddenly

sharpened. “But you can’t touch even a single hair on Lillian’s head. I will drag you to hell with me if you dare lay

your hands on her!”

Madeline’s body stiffened. The gleam in his eyes was scary. Even if he agreed to marry her, she still had no place in

his heart.

However, she refused to believe it. She believed Callum would fall in love with her sooner or later. As for Lillian, she

was nothing. She would probably be old and wrinkly in a few more years.

Lillian was not worthy of competing with her for Callum. Lillian was just

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lucky enough to know Callum first. If Madeline had known Callum first, the person Callum loved would surely have

been her.

Madeline took a deep breath and smiled slowly. Her eyes gleamed with a fierce determination. “Okay. I won’t touch

her, but I want to be your wife.” Wearing a limited-edition black gown, Rosalie had on high heels of the same color,

with exquisite makeup on her face and a ruby necklace around her neck. She looked elegant and noble.

That day was the first time that Rosalie had officially appeared at a banquet in five years. Naturally, she had made

sure her attire and looks were perfect. After all, as the lady of the Youngblood family, she could not be a

laughingstock.

She had prepared a lovely pearl necklace for herself at first, but Jonathan put this ruby necklace on her neck after

she put on the gown.

“This necklace is pretty. It matches your dress today,” Jonathan commented.

“Why do you have a woman’s necklace?” she asked curiously. After all, the gown was newly bought. He could not

have purchased matching jewelry even if he wanted to.

“I’ve bought this necklace for quite some time already. I saw it by chance and thought about buying it,” Jonathan

explained. What he did not tell her was that he bought the necklace on impulse the moment he saw it.

It was as if his subconscious was waiting for her then so he could give her the necklace one day.

day.

When Rosalie looked at the ruby on the necklace in the mirror, she remembered having told him that the ruby was

her birthstone because she was born in July.

Rosalie pondered, “Is that why he bought it even when he didn’t need ruby necklaces?”

At that moment, Rosalie slipped her hand into the crook of Jonathan’s arm and felt the gazes from the crowd

around them.

She lifted the corner of her lips into a small smile, not feeling frightened in the least, and let others look their fill.

Some among the crowd thought they would see Rosalie acting inferior or like a nouveau riche.

Instead, they saw a quiet, elegant, tactful, confident woman.