The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 685

“Warren, you are really blind! You have no idea who truly cares about you!” Rosalie couldn’t stand it any longer.

If not for the lack of concrete evidence regarding the past bone marrow donation, and her fear that bringing it up in front of Irene would alert her and give the game away, she wished she could shout the truth at Warren at that very moment.

Warren was taken aback and fixed his gaze on Rosalie. “Ms. Leighton, wait… I mean, Mrs. Youngblood, just because you’re married to Jonathan doesn’t grant you the authority to lecture me!”

Rosalie held Warren’s gaze without wavering, devoid of fear. “Warren, someday you’ll come to realize just how wrong you are!”

Amelia gently tugged at Rosalie’s arm, concerned that a confrontation with Warren might lead to negative consequences. After all, Rosalie was pregnant, carrying three babies in her womb.

“All right, Rosalie, that’s enough. You don’t need to get mad at him for my sake. It’s not worth it,” Amelia said, her gaze fixed on Warren with indifference.

At that moment, her gaze no longer held the self-mocking sadness it used to have, but instead, it was like she was gazing at a complete stranger.

“Warren, all I ask is that you be kinder to Aiden in the future,” Amelia said. That was the only thing she wanted from him.

She had expended an excessive amount of love, hatred, and emotional turmoil on this man. At this juncture, she felt it was time to put an end to it all and no longer squander any additional emotions on him.

After saying that, Amelia grabbed Rosalie and said, “Rosalie, let’s go.”

As Amelia and Rosalie exited the store and made their way toward the escalator, Warren remained rooted in place, his gaze locked on Amelia’s retreating figure. An inexplicable sense of panic surged within his chest.

It felt as if he were genuinely losing something dear to him, something he was unwilling to acknowledge deep down inside.

“But… what

that Amelia’s impending demise was inevitable. Once that happened, Warren would be entirely hers, and

the evening, Rosalie approached Jonathan once more, seeking information about the evidence of

been trying to find the doctor and nurses who were involved in

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people we’ve managed to contact so far don’t remember the specific details of the procedure, and they can’t confirm whether the bone marrow was donated by Amelia or

there any other evidence?”

time, Brayden. He works as a doctor at the same hospital and may have

Rosalie was

eye on Brayden,” Jonathan said. “You must hurry up and investigate! Delaying Amelia’s condition by

and spreads, even a liver transplant won’t

to care so much about

admitted, feeling guilty. She had been preoccupied with thoughts about Amelia,

and settled Rosalie onto his lap.

neck. “How much do you care about me?” His face had drawn nearer to hers, and those lovely, expressive eyes were fixed on her with profound affection and tenderness. His gaze resembled the picturesque scenery of

blushed faintly and continued, “And I’ve already decided on your birthday gift. But don’t judge it

birthday…” He paused for a moment. “I’d like it to be just the two of us, without anyone else. Is

for a moment.

for my birthday, I don’t need anyone else to be part of it,” he murmured softly, his gaze showing he

a particular reason?” She couldn’t help but ask, keenly noticing the expression in his

the crook of her neck. She could