The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 912

Chapter 912 

Guillermo walked to Rosalie a little hesitantly, looking somewhat troubled. 

“What’s wrong, Guille?” Rosalie looked at Guillermo puzzledly. 

Guillermo’s face was tense, and his complexion was slightly red. Then, Guillermo unexpectedly hugged Rosalie and kissed her on the cheek. “Mommy, I… I… missed… missed you so much…” 

Once Guillermo said that, his face turned even redder. After all, it was his first time saying such things in front of so many people. 

But after saying this, Guillermo saw the joyful, excited smile on his mother’s face and suddenly felt that it wasn’t so bad to say it either. 

“If mommy likes it, then… I will tell her often in the future, but if she wants me to do it like Jen, it’ll be… a bit more difficult,” he pondered. 

Meanwhile, another little boy was watching this scene from the side. He had seen this woman before and knew that she was Jennifer’s mother. 

“She’s also the woman Mommy hates!” he thought. 

Once, his mother told him that he and Jennifer would never be friends. At that time, he didn’t understand why, but now, he understood. 

He thought, ‘My mommy almost killed this woman. These days, people always talk bad about me while I’m here. Everyone knows whose child I am and what my mommy has done. 

Even the housekeeper’s child ran to me and spat at me, saying that I’m a bad person’s child, so I’ll definitely be a bad person in the future, too! 

Is Mommy… really a bad person? I think so… but she’s still my mommy. This can’t be changed.’ 

He remembered that at that time, Jennifer rushed over and party’s spit to also spatter on her new beautiful pink dress. 

Stood in front of him, causing the other 

The housekeeper’s child was so scared that his face turned pale, and he couldn’t say a word. Several other onlooking children of housekeepers also dared not speak. 

Yet, Jennifer said in a crisp and loud voice, “It’s not him who did something bad. It’s his mommy’s fault! He is not a bad kid, and he will never become a bad person in the future either!” 

With that, she took his hand and headed straight back to her room. 

The girl looked at the soiled dress on her with slight regret. “What a pity. I liked this dress a lot.” 

For once, the boy apologized, “I’m sorry.” 

However, she blinked in confusion. “Why are you saying sorry? You’re not the one who spat on my dress.” “If you didn’t help me-” 

“I did it willingly,” she interrupted. 

Thereafter, a housekeeper helped her get another dress and put it on, whereas the current him had no idea that this pink dress would become so deeply branded into his memory just like that. 

After she got changed, she took him to play the piano. 

Lately, Jennifer loved playing the piano with him most, and he also marveled at her piano skills. The boy’s piano teacher once said that the boy was a great talent. 

But now, he felt that she seemed to be more talented than him. 

Although he could play all the notes perfectly, his tune never seemed to sound as melodious as hers. He wondered if this was what his teacher meant by putting emotions into it. 

At the end of the song, he asked in a low voice, “Why did you rush out, block that spit, and speak up for 

me?” 

“You’re my friend. Of course, I have to help you! Besides, it was clearly their fault. You didn’t do what your mommy did! How could they speak badly about you?” she answered matter-of-factly. 

He thought, “Friend? We were never friends!” He looked at her in a daze. 

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09:36 

Right then, in the living room of the Youngblood residence, Rosalie looked at Yvette’s son and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. 

Little did she expect that the highly-talented-in-piano little boy she once admired was Yvette’s son. “You’re Felix, right? We’ve met before. I’m the mommy of Guille and Jen. You can call me Ms. Leighton,” said Rosalie. 

She didn’t want to involve the grudges of the previous generation in the next generation. Since Jennifer insisted on keeping this child in the Youngblood residence, Rosalie hoped that he could get along with everyone peacefully here without hatred in his heart. 

Fortunately, she didn’t spot any hatred or anger in Felix’s eyes at present. There were, however, traces of 

nervousness. 

“If you have anything to say to me, you can say it,” Rosalie prompted. 

Hence, Felix said, “I want to see my mommy.” 

Jonathan’s eyes immediately narrowed, but he heard Rosalie say, “Okay, I’ll help you arrange to meet your mommy for a bit.”