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.

terrified

was as if, by pushing her any further, she would be crushed and completely

hospital by an ambulance, and Warren followed

the corridor and stared at his bloodied hands

was… her blood.

willing to hurt

even now, they

shouting to himself inwardly.

it upon herself. She owed me and Irene a child because she made herself unable to conceive, and even… carrying the family name “Haab” was

feel guilty for a woman like her, even if she dies on the operating table today!’ Warren

years ago flashed through his mind. She had once hugged him with a bright smile and said, “Warren, I want to give you a child, um, not just one, but many, many more. What do you think? Do you like boys or girls?

another sudden pain

as if to stop

know why he was thinking about those things again. After her release from prison, he had gone to such lengths

a half years in prison had

he didn’t know why he wanted to stop her and

up feeling like he was

his phone started ringing, which was

at the caller ID. It was

call, Irene’s soft voice came through the

the matter?” Warren asked, his voice

sensed the strangeness in his voice and asked hurriedly, “What’s wrong with you? Are

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

when you’ll be back. If you have to stay in Strico for a while, I’ll come and keep you

thought of him staying in Strico during that time and their brief phone conversations had made Irene

more uneasy.