The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 460
But she felt a little regretful. She didn’t even remember how she got laid yesterday after getting drunk. It seemed that she needed
to make another effort next time in order to get an impressive intimate experience.
Suddenly, she yelled as if something had come to her mind. “Where is Rosalie? Didn’t I stay with her last night?”
Hearing this, Callum got angry again. “So now you remember that you were with Rosalie? What did you say to me yesterday?
You said you were busy with your project. But in fact, you and Rosalie went to that kind of place to watch the
show.”
Knowing that she was in the wrong, Lillian shrank her neck. “I simply wanted to ease Rosalie’s stress so she wouldn’t get too
bored. I was really busy with the project during the day, and I only went to Rosalie in the evening.”
“How about taking others’ clothes? I didn’t see you taking my clothes on normal days. And now, you went and stole random
men’s clothes,” he fumed, though his hands remained surprisingly delicate and cautious in their movements.
“I took the clothes to give to Rosalie!” Lillian quickly used Rosalie as a shield to justify her behavior.
Of course, she did say that she would give it to her friends.
“By the way, where is that vest?” She suddenly thought of it.
“I’ve thrown it away.” Callum pursed his lips and said. He didn’t know what the purpose of keeping it was.
Lillian blinked and said with a heartbroken expression, “Why did you throw it away? Do you know that if this dress is sold online,
it can be sold for over 400 dollars!”
She felt heartbroken for the loss!
“Where’s your spine? I’ll give you the money later!” He rolled his eyes at her.
“I didn’t make the money you gave me. Happiness comes from spending money you’ve earned yourself!” she said. “Hey, can you
apply a bit more pressure? Move a little to the left... Yes, right there. Massage it a few more times. That feels really good.”
Callum was about to laugh out angrily at the girl’s antics.

He started by questioning her, but in the end, she ended up giving the commands.
“Did
you send Rosalie back yesterday? Was she drunk too?” Lillian asked.
“She was drunk, but it wasn’t me who sent her back. It was Jonathan,” Callum said.
Lillian was startled and widened her eyes. She turned to Callum and asked, “Jonathan? Did he go to the bar yesterday?”
“Yes. He also saw you two women dance and sing!”
“What was he doing there? Didn’t he break up with Rosalie?”
“Why don’t you ask him yourself?” Callum raised his eyebrows.
Lillian fell silent. She thought of Jonathan, thinking it would be better to ask Rosalie instead.
Suddenly, she remembered something else. She quickly picked up her phone by the bedside and was about to make a call.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I need to make a call. I haven’t been back all night. My parents should be worried.” She could foresee that she would be
criticized by her parents for half a day after returning home today.
“I’ve told your parents. They won’t be worried,” he said.
“What?” Lillian thought as she blinked before she realized something. “Did you tell them I spent the night with you?”
“What else?” He raised his eyebrows and asked.
“T-Then, didn’t they know that we were... Oh, my!” Lillian exclaimed. Her parents were incredibly conservative, and the thought
of them discovering that a man had taken her to bed... No, it should be she had taken a man to bed... She couldn’t even begin
to imagine the punishment that awaited her when she returned home.
“Are you ashamed to sleep with me?” His face grew somber. Her expression seemed to imply that she was embarrassed to
reveal his presence to the public.
“No, no! It’s an honor to sleep with you!” Lillian hurriedly said, “I’m afraid my parents can’t accept it because they are

conservative.”
Each time Callum was on the verge of exploding with anger due to the woman’s actions, he found himself amused by her the
very next moment. “I simply told your parents that you had a drink and decided to spend the night in the guest room I prepared
for you.”
Lillian breathed a sigh of relief.
“Put on your clothes first, then join me for breakfast, and have the hangover remedy soup afterward. You’ll feel much better,” he
suggested. The hangover remedy soup he had asked the housekeeper to prepare last night hadn’t had a chance to be
consumed by her.
“All right!” Lillian replied, then watched Callum get out of bed and handed her a fresh dress. He then retrieved his trousers. from
the wardrobe and started to put them on.
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Lillian kept staring at Callum and couldn’t help but notice how charming he looked, even when he was dressing himself.
“What a shame... Why couldn’t I remember last night?” Lillian thought. She regretted getting so intoxicated, as her memory of
the night was hazy. Otherwise, she might be left with a wonderful memory.
“What’s wrong? Why do you look at me like that?” Callum looked at Lillian and asked.
Her
gaze seemed to be both appreciative and regretful at the same time.
“N-Nothing,” she stammered, finally putting on her own clothes. As she held up the outfit, she noticed the trademark and
recognized it as a famous brand. The cost of this ensemble alone exceeded her annual income.
But since the clothes were given to her by her boyfriend, she felt at ease wearing them.
After washing up, Lillian followed Callum downstairs to have breakfast. After the meal, she drank the hangover remedy
soup.

However, the taste of the hangover remedy soup was quite unpleasant. Lillian didn’t want to drink it at first, but Callum coaxed
her into finishing it. She finally drank up the hangover remedy soup.
Callum drove the car and sent Lillian to the design institute. “Next time, don’t go to that kind of place again, okay?” He didn’t
forget to mention it when she got out of the car.
“Got it,” Lillian replied. She was curious when she saw someone mention the place on the Internet, that was why she dragged
Rosalie there.
After entering the design institute, she hurriedly sent a message to her friend on WhatsApp.
[How were you yesterday? I heard from Callum that Jonathan took you out of the bar.]
Rosalie was stunned after receiving Lillian’s message.
When she woke up that morning, Rosalie found herself in her own bed in her rental home. Everything appeared just as it always
did, and a box of hangover remedies sat on the nightstand.
She thought it was Lillian who sent her back to the rental home, but she didn’t expect that it was him...
[It’s okay. I didn’t see him when I woke up this morning.] Rosalie replied: [What about you? What happened yesterday?]
Rosalie’s memory of the previous night was fuzzy. She could only recall that the atmosphere had grown increasingly lively in the
bar, and she had indulged in drinks with Lillian without much awareness. Next, she was singing and dancing with Lillian.
She had felt that letting loose allowed her to release all the pent-up bitterness that had accumulated in her heart during this
period of time, so she became more and more relaxed and wanted to express all her anguish.
It appeared that this was the only way she could truly unwind and let go.