The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 678

Warren couldn’t help but be reminded of Amelia’s messy hair, bruised face, and slender body all night. Her image

lingered in his mind.

He thought, “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I stop thinking about Amelia lately? Three months later, when she

hands over Aiden to me, I’ll have nothing to do with that woman!”

“Mr. York? What do you think of this plan? Mr. York?” The voice of his subordinates suddenly interrupted him, and

then he came back to his senses. He saw clearly that he was in the conference room, and he was attending a

meeting of the senior management of the company.

“I’ll take a closer look at this plan and discuss it later. Let’s end the meeting first,” Warren said.

The senior executives thought incredulously, “The meeting is over?”

The senior executives looked at each other. They thought, “Didn’t they say that we would discuss and improve this

plan today?”

However, since Jonathan said so, the others naturally didn’t say much. Everyone packed up the documents at hand

and then left the conference

room.

Finally, Warren said to the secretary beside him, “You can go out first. I want to be alone.”

“Yes,” the secretary answered.

When Warren was the only one left in the meeting room, his face finally showed a trace of fatigue and struggle.

Then, he raised his hand and put it on his forehead. “Amelia,” he said the name through gritted teeth, but he felt

ashamed.

Amelia lay on the bed and barely wanted to move.

Although the examinations in the hospital yesterday showed that all her injuries were merely skin trauma, at that

moment, she felt every bone and muscle in her body was aching.

The doorbell rang. She wondered, “Did Mother forget to bring the key when she went out?”

Amelia struggled to open her eyes, then moved her body and got out of bed. As soon as she got to her feet, her

legs turned to jelly and she almost slumped to the ground.

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She thought, “As I expected. The condition of my physique now is different from before.”

Even when she was beaten up in prison previously, she didn’t feel so weak the next day.

The doorbell kept ringing. The other party seemed to be in a hurry. Amelia walked to the door and opened it, but

she didn’t expect Warren to come into her sight.

For a moment, she was stunned.

Warren stared at Amelia unhappily. “Why did it take so long for you to open the door?”

Amelia suddenly had an impulse to laugh. “Mr. York, this is my home. I can open the door whenever I want, and I

can even choose not to answer the door.”

He pursed his thin lips and stared at her with a pensive and piercing gaze. Although the bruising on her face was

not as serious as last night, she looked very pale. She was wearing old pajamas and messy hair. Obviously, she had

just woken up from sleep.

Warren stretched out his long legs and strode into the room.

Amelia said, “This is my home. I didn’t allow you to come in! Please go out!”

“Your house?” Warren suddenly sneered. “Believe it or not, I can

immediately ask your landlord to break the contract with you and then lease this house to me. Your so-called

‘home’ can turn into mine in an instant.”

Amelia frowned and asked, “What exactly do you want to do? Didn’t I hand you the agreement? Didn’t you promise

that I would spend the past. three months alone with Aiden?”

Warren was silent. In fact, even he couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do! However, he felt restless at the

company, always recalling the scenes from last night. Then, on impulse, he dropped by her place.

“What the hell happened last night? Did you really slap Irene in the face?” Warren found an excuse for showing up

there.

Hearing that, Amelia suddenly realized that he was there to seek justice for Irene.

“Yes. That’s right. So, are you going to seek justice for Irene and slap me back now?” she said coldly.

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“It’s you who wants to give up Aiden’s custody, and Irene is willing to take care of Aiden as her own. What else can

you complain about? “Don’t you think it’s too much for you to slap her?” Warren’s face darkened.

“Too much? In my opinion, one slap is far from sufficient! One slap is not enough for her to pay for the wrongdoings

she committed!” What Amelia hated the most wasn’t Irene’s slander, which landed her behind bars, but her

imprisonment that had caused Aiden’s hearing loss.

If it weren’t for the series of unfortunate turns of events, she wouldn’t have taken the cold medicine. Perhaps Aiden

would have been a healthy child in that case!

“You’re unrepentant! Irene owed you nothing. You, on the other hand, owed her a life!” Warren said unhappily.

Amelia burst into laughter, laughing louder and louder. “Hahaha!” She continued to laugh as if she had heard the

funniest joke in the world. Warren’s face darkened. Her laughter sounded particularly glaring to him.

“That’s enough!” he said.

But she was still laughing!

“Amelia, have you laughed enough?” Warren grabbed her arm and stared at her angrily.

There was a sudden pain in her arm. The place where she was kicked yesterday became more and more painful

when being pulled by him at that moment.

Her face changed, and she let out a moan of pain.

Seeing that, Warren was stunned for a moment. Then, he suddenly pulled up her sleeve upon regaining his senses.

Suddenly, he saw several bruises on her arm. The sight was shocking.

“What happened to your arm?” he asked subconsciously.

She sneered. “Why don’t you ask Irene about it? Wasn’t she having the time of her life watching the show last

night? I have more wounds on my body. Would you like to see them? If you want to see them, I don’t mind showing

the injuries to you!”

As she spoke, she reached out to unbutton her clothes.

His eyes became colder, but there was a trace of heartache in his eyes that even he had not noticed himself.

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Her movements made him panic. He didn’t even know what he was panicking about. He wondered, “Am I afraid

that once she takes off her clothes, I’ll see more scars on her body?”

“Amelia, you are so shameless. Do you like to take off your clothes in front of men?” he said fiercely to hide his

panic at the moment.

Amelia looked indifferent. No matter how harsh Warren’s words were, they could no longer hurt her.

At that moment, her right abdomen suddenly ached again.

Amelia bent down, covering the aching part of her abdomen with her hand and trying her best to adjust her

breathing so that she could adapt to that pain.

At the very least, she didn’t want to expose her weakness to Warren. She didn’t want him to witness her in pain.