The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 630

Chapter 630 

“A loan?” Calvin was stupefied. 

“That’s right, Mr. Gunner. The reason she blocked your car that day was also because she wanted to borrow money from you. It seems like she needs 400 thousand dollars.” The security guard recalled. Calvin’s expression transformed drastically at that. 

“400 thousand dollars? Why would Rosalie want to borrow 400 thousand dollars out of the blue? Did something happen?” The image of her despaired look right before he shut his eyes appeared in his mind 

once more. 

He had probably been her only hope in successfully loaning such a large sum back then. 

However, what else did he do besides refusing it completely? 

Calvin understood that she would never ask him to lend her money unless it was a last resort based on 

her character. 

Something he wasn’t privy to must have taken place. 

This explained why she’d stood here the entire night to block his car without a care for her safety. It wasn’t for Lucas’s sake and had to do with her needing the loan of 400 thousand dollars. 

However, he’d believed Fiona and not gotten out of his car, departing without even hearing what Rosalie had to say. 

Calvin wished for nothing more than to slap himself hard several times for his stupidity at that moment. “Why wasn’t I willing to hear her out then!” 

He retrieved his phone from his pocket, but it slipped to the floor with a loud crack when his fingers felt void of strength. 

Calvin squatted down to pick it up, but it took him several tries to succeed. 

He struggled to locate the phone number he wanted from his contacts and dialed it. “Help me investigate something. I need to know why…” 

Calvin fell silent after the call ended. The tight grip he had on his phone betrayed his nerves. 

Calvin’s phone rang after about half an hour. 

Jonathan’s voice sounded from the other end of the line when Calvin answered it. “Mr. Gunner, I have results from what you wanted me to investigate. Ms. Rosalie Leighton’s friend, Lillian, was seriously injured and hospitalized a few days ago. Since her medical bill is exorbitant, Ms. Leighton probably visited you to raise funds for it. But Lillian has already settled the bill this morning and transferred to a specialist hospital with the best neurology department in Strico. Mr. Youngblood is the one who’s responsible for all that.” 

Calvin felt as if he had the wind knocked out of him right then. “So this is the truth?” he remarked internally. 

It turned out Rosalie had stood here for Lillian’s sake all night and placed all her hopes on Calvin. 

Yet, Calvin had done nothing for that. 

A bellow erupted from Calvin as he let out his frustration, startling Alan and the security guards beside him. 

Calvin had always been regal and elegant before others. This was the first time he screamed hysterically like a madman while slapping himself non-stop. 

“Calvin, stop it!” Alan grabbed his hands hastily. “What are you doing?!” 

Calvin looked like a heartbroken child torn between laughing and crying. “Alan… What should I do? I missed it… Have I lost all my chances? It was only a few days… Why didn’t I believe what Rosalie said at that time? Why didn’t I come down that day to listen to what Rosalie wanted to tell me? She sees me as her only hope amidst her despair, yet I extinguished it with my bare hands…” 

Calvin screamed and howled repeatedly in tears. Alan had never seen such a side to his good friend and could only keep him company and try his level best to console him. 

Rosalie washed up and walked out of the bathroom to Jonathan’s bedroom in the pajamas he had prepared for her after dinner at the Youngblood residence. 

Some of her personal belongings and clothes had been moved to this bedroom. 

While the bedroom in front of her was not an unfamiliar sight, she had never slept in it before. The entire room was decorated with a gray color scheme, making it look rather cold and sterile. Nonetheless, there were several red objects placed within it on this day. 

The red blankets, pillowcases, and trinkets caught Rosalie off guard. 

“I really am married to Jonathan!” These red objects gradually cemented the fact that she was married. She figured that Jonathan was likely in the bathroom instead of the bedroom as there was light shining out of it. 

Rosalie’s phone rang just then, and she was greeted by Stephen’s voice from the speaker. “Is…is this Rosalie?”