The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 410

Warren was definitely attractive to women.

Amelia thought of how she once would want to drink from the water bottle that Warren once drank from as she considered the action as indirect kissing.

Thinking of this, she realized she had been incredibly naïve back then.

Taking a deep breath, she said, “Warren, I believe both you and I are well aware that you have no authority to detain me. I am a free person.”

“A free person?” He chuckled. “So, how much do you think it will cost me to make you lose your freedom?”

His words were like a threat.

Her heart sank. She knew that he was telling her that he was fully capable of controlling her freedom. If he wanted to, he could find another reason and send her to prison.

Thinking of the days in prison, Amelia could not help trembling slightly, and her face became paler. Her red lips pressed tightly, and her hands on her knees clenched into fists. It was as if she was desperately suppressing the fear in her heart

Her appearance caused him to furrow his brow unconsciously. He set aside the water bottle in his hand and approached her, asking, “What’s the matter with you?”

However, when his hand touched her, she suddenly shouted in a sharp voice, “Don’t touch me!”-

Her tone and the look in her eyes conveyed an undeniable sense of disgust.

Warren’s face darkened. He grasped Amelia’s hand firmly and warned, “What if I did touch you? Amelia, let me make it clear that unless I choose not to, you have no right to refuse!”

The pain in her wrist made Amelia suddenly come back to her senses.

into her view made her realize

She had fallen into a trance suddenly and felt like she had returned

afford to go to jail again. She still

took a deep breath and said, “Warren, if you want to have a child, then you can find a woman willing to help you give birth to one! There’s no need to

life!” he answered

She curled her lips. “But you hate me so much. Do you really want me to bear

willing to raise a child of my blood. After all, I did

You

and said, “I admit that I hurt her. Are you

satisfied?”

if I professed my innocence, what good would it do? It only brought more

so that she could truly

not help but feel a wave of discomfort wash over him from his heart upon hearing her confession. Her confession did not seem to bring him any joy. Instead, it felt like something was weighing heavily on his chest, making it difficult for him

satisfied or not. Furthermore, once the baby is

as she looked at the man in

he even thought about the child for Irene. “You said I owe you and Irene a life,

his gaze on Amelia. He could not quite fathom why he felt so unsettled

to the bar beside her, took out a bottle of wine and an empty glass, and poured

Wine.

she might require a bit of courage, which she could find in

flowed into her mouth, offering a mix of

think wine was so delicious before.

an instant, the glass shattered into pieces. She held the half-broken glass in her hand, its rim bristling with sharp shards of

you crazy?” Warren barked angrily.

and asked, “Warren, how do you think I should

cold voice contained a touch of nervousness that he had