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?”

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

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condition of my physique now is different from

when she was beaten up in prison previously, she

kept ringing. The other party seemed to be in a hurry. Amelia walked to the door and opened it,

a moment, she was

stared at Amelia unhappily. “Why did it take so long for you to

“Mr. York, this is my home. I can open the door whenever I want, and I can even

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

out his long legs and strode

home. I didn’t allow you to come in!

Warren suddenly sneered. “Believe it or not, I

lease this house to me. Your so-called ‘home’ can

and asked, “What 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

even he couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do! However, he felt restless at the company, always recalling the scenes

the hell happened last night? Did you really slap Irene in

suddenly realized that he was there to seek justice

you going to seek justice for Irene and slap

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of Aiden as her own. What else can you complain about? “Don’t you think it’s too much for you to slap her?”

opinion, one slap is far from sufficient! One slap is not enough for her to pay for the wrongdoings she committed!” What Amelia hated the most wasn’t

weren’t for the series of unfortunate turns of events, she wouldn’t have taken

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

she had heard the funniest joke in the world. Warren’s face darkened. Her

he said.