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The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

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Chapter 815

“Adopted?”

“Yes, the family is quite complicated. The man’s wife died, but he has a daughter. Later, he married another

woman who gave birth to a son. Yet, he suddenly adopted another child. Don’t you think it’s so strange that he

already has both a son and a daughter, yet he still adopted an unrelated child?” Amelia said.

Many people around here knew about it. She had lived in this area for several years, so she naturally knew about it.

Rosalie felt sad again.

She thought, ‘Is that child not related to that family by blood? Then he must have it rough at that house. Without his

sister’s protection, he likely would have been kicked out.

And where would he go if he was abandoned by that family? A welfare home? And then what? Wait for the next

family to adopt him?’

However, Rosalie also knew that it was better to adopt a child when they were still young. The younger, the better.

Unfortunately, this child was already at the age when he could remember things. Besides that, he didn’t have a

pleasant personality. It would be difficult to find a good family to adopt him.

“I’ll go and check on the child.” Rosalie walked out of the concession stand and headed toward that tiny figure.

Even she didn’t know why she cared so much about that child.

Perhaps it was because when she was in the amusement park before, the boy’s eyes and expression reminded her

of the first time she saw Jonathan.

Rosalie walked up to the little boy and noticed that he was much the same as when she saw him in the amusement

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park before. There was no -expression on his beautiful face, and even his eyes were empty, just

staring at the campus behind the iron gate blankly.

“Zeki.” Rosalie squatted down and said to Zekiah, “Are you waiting here for your sister?”

The word “sister” seemed to finally rouse the little boy. He moved his eyes, looked at Rosalie, and then nodded.

“Do you like your sister very much?” she asked again.

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The child nodded again.

Rosalie smiled. “I also like your sister. She’s incredibly protective of you.” “I like Sis,” Zekiah said with a little

difficulty. His voice was childish but somewhat raspy, as if he normally didn’t speak much.

Rosalie raised her hand and tried to touch the boy’s head, but he quickly dodged. A trace of wariness appeared on

his expressionless face.

Despite his avoidance, Rosalie didn’t seem displeased at all. She just said, “I like you very much. The other day, I

saw you at the amusement park fighting with other children for your sister. After that, you… Well, did your parents

blame you?”

She had picked her words after some careful thought. After all, although this child was adopted, that man and

woman were technically his adoptive parents.

After that incident at the amusement park, Jonathan told her that he had dealt with the fight affairs of Zekiah and

settled all the medical expenses of those injured boys, and the parents of those children had promised not to

pursue the matter.

It was just that Rosalie didn’t know whether Zekiah’s adoptive parents would still make things difficult for him

afterward.

Zekiah ignored Rosalie and turned to the gate again to stare at the campus behind it.

Following that, parents here to pick up their children arrived one after another, and more and more people were at

the school gate.

However, Rosalie remained at the school gate with the little boy until it was almost time to pick up Guillermo and

Jennifer from kindergarten. It was only then she said, “Zeki, I’m going back. If there is a chance next time, I will

come to see you again, okay?”

Zekiah ignored Rosalie as if he didn’t hear her voice.

Rosalie’s eyes darkened. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, as if something that shouldn’t have been cut off

was forcibly done so.

Then, she laughed at herself.

She thought, “What’s wrong with me? This is just a child that I met once. Although my heart goes out to him for

what he’s been through, there’s no reason for me to feel pain because of his attitude toward me!”

Taking a moment to calm herself, she turned around and returned to Amelia’s concession stand.

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“What’s wrong? You seem to care about that child very much,” Amelia said as she had noticed Rosalie staying by

the child’s side.

“I met him when I was at the amusement park previously. I guess I just feel sorry for him.” Rosalie said, “But it

seems that his sister is quite protective of him.”

“Yeah, people who don’t know would think they are biological brother and sister! He’s quite attached to that sister

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of his.” Amelia said,

“Sometimes, she will bring him here to buy some snacks. I’ve only ever seen him smile at her.”

“I hope they can still have such a good relationship when they grow up.” Rosalie sighed. “If you ever hear about

them running into any trouble, just tell me.”

“Do you care so much about that child?” Amelia was a little confused. “Indeed, I’m a little concerned and want to

help as much as I can. Maybe I hope that if I help others like this, if there comes a day my lost child is in trouble,

some kind-hearted person will help him too,” Rosalie said. Hearing that, Amelia sighed, finally understanding

Rosalie’s behavior. “Anyway, I should go pick up Guille and Jen, so I’ll be leaving. See you next time,” Rosalie said.

“Okay,” Amelia replied with a smile.

After Rosalie left the concession stand, Amelia subconsciously looked at the place where Warren’s car was parked.

Her eyes darkened slightly. Then, she lowered her head and continued to weave the bracelet in her hands.

Meanwhile, in the car, Warren was looking at Amelia through the window. When Amelia’s gaze swept toward him,

his body stiffened, and it felt as though his blood was flowing in reverse.

However, her eyes quickly flashed away before she lowered her head.

Warren smiled bitterly. What was he expecting? Was he expecting her to stare at him longer?

It had been five years, and he didn’t even know where to begin to make up for his mistakes. Sure, he had sent Irene

to prison and reopened the case to return Amelia the dignity and innocence she deserved, but everything she had

lost could never be restored, and the suffering she endured could not be erased.

There was a price to pay for everything in this world, but what he had to

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pay was just too heavy a price!