The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 411

In fact, it was as if he had discovered, for the first time, that she could be even more determined than he had thought.

She could harm her own body so casually, but when he saw the blood oozing from her, he felt a piercing chill. Every nerve in his body felt like it was stabbing with pain.

It was as if she had embedded those shards of glass into him.

It was so painful for him.

But at that moment, his pain and anger made Amelia laugh. With a single laugh, the blood from her abdomen seemed to seep even faster.

“Don’t laugh!” He was in a panic, afraid that her blood would flow too fast, too much.

She laughed and seemed to mock him for panicking.

“Does this count as repaying a life?” Amelia struggled, feeling the blood flowing. Yet, she knew she wouldn’t die.

Back in prison, she had endured too many injuries. Sometimes, with enough wounds, healing became a habit. So, she knew she wasn’t going to die from those injuries.

She did that to make Warren understand her determination.

“I can live the rest of my life without bearing a child. You can also have a doctor remove my uterus. Of course, it’s possible that my uterus is already damaged, and I may not be able to conceive a child anymore.” Amelia struggled as she looked at the pale man in front of her with mocking eyes.

Warren was very pale at that moment. His black eyes were filled with tension, pain, and panic, as if… he cared deeply for Amelia. If she hadn’t witnessed his heartlessness, she might have believed it.

He was acting that way now probably because he was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to give birth to a child for him and

Irene.

“Warren, I’m repaying with this… Is it enough?” Her blood dripped onto the luxurious carpet along the glass and her fingers.

His eyes were fixed on her, but he couldn’t say a word. Warren had never imagined Amelia could be so determined.

determination terrified

pushing her any further, she would

was taken to the hospital by an ambulance, and Warren followed her.

a bench in the corridor and stared at his bloodied hands as Amelia was pushed into the

was… her

to hurt herself

even now, they were still

he kept shouting to himself inwardly.

a child because she made herself

like her, even if she dies on the operating table today!’

but many, many more. What do you think? Do you like boys or girls? In the future, I’ll just be a full-time wife. Anyway, I

was another sudden pain in

chest as if

things again. After her release from prison, he had gone to such lengths to find her, all for revenge.

a half years in prison had been too

hurting herself, he didn’t know why he wanted to stop

up feeling like he was the one who was getting

his phone started ringing, which was

the caller ID. It

Irene’s soft voice came through the phone, “Warren.”

Warren asked, his voice

asked hurriedly, “What’s

with some small matters,” he answered. Indeed, dealing with Amelia was just

disturb you anymore. I just wanted to ask when you’ll be back. If you have to stay in Strico for

him staying in Strico during that time

more uneasy.