The Ceo’s Convict Wife

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?”

got out of bed. As soon as she got to her feet, her legs turned to jelly and she almost

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expected. The condition of my physique now is different from

prison previously, she

party seemed to be in a hurry. Amelia walked to the door and

a moment, she

take so long for you to open the door?”

can open the door whenever I

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

his long legs and strode into the

“This is my home. I didn’t allow you to come in! Please

suddenly sneered. “Believe it or not, I

then lease this house to me. Your

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

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,

night? Did you really slap Irene in

was there to seek

So, are you going to seek justice for

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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

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

of events, she wouldn’t have taken the cold medicine. Perhaps Aiden would have been a

nothing. You, on the other hand, owed her a life!” Warren said unhappily.

continued to laugh as if she had heard

enough!” he said.