The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 715

Warren walked to Irene and stared pointedly at her. “So this time, you were pregnant with Brayden’s child. You also know that the baby was his, so you deliberately caused a miscarriage in such a way that you could get rid of the fetus and frame Amelia, right?”

Compared to Irene’s agitation when she spoke, Warren’s voice and tone were incomparably calm.

However, this calmness was just like an illusion that concealed a turbulent underground current. Once the illusion was gone, the turbulence was going to destroy everything in its wake.

Irene’s body stiffened. Her mind almost went blank in the face of Warren’s questioning. Even if she wanted to deny the allegations, the words were stuck in her throat and she could not force them out.

His sharp and cold eyes seemed to see through Irene completely.

“I-I…” Her lips trembled.

Warren then said, “Perhaps you want me to call the doctor who operated on you and force him to tell me how far along the pregnancy was? How old was the fetus then? Or maybe you’d like me to find evidence of how much money you spent to bribe that doctor so that all of this is made clear?”

Irene knew that Warren already had doubts. As long as he actually investigated this, Warren was definitely going to find clues. Irene suddenly hugged Warren and said with choked sobs, “Warren, I just love you too much. I love you! I-I was a-afraid that you would dislike me because of this, so that’s why I didn’t tell you!” Irene then added, “But I-I’m also a victim, and I didn’t mean to frame Amelia. That day, I really fell down because she pushed me, and happened to have an abortion!”

“Warren, please forgive me. In the past, no matter what I did wrong, you would forgive me, right?” begged Irene. “We’ve been together for all these years, and you swore you would protect me and love me for the rest of my life!”

The sobbing didn’t arouse the slightest pity or compassion in Warren. If anything, he felt nothing but mockery.

“Forgive you?” Warren suddenly sneered and violently shoved Irene away.

Irene stumbled and hit the wall on one side. Before she could come back to her senses, Warren’s hand suddenly grabbed her neck. His cold expression suddenly turned into some kind of rage, like a mercurial shift from ice to fire.

“Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me, claiming that you donated bone marrow to me? It was not you at all! Why did you lie to me about

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herself, but her throat was constricted and she could hardly say

and shouted for Warren to stop, but

for the woman

investigated who the bone marrow donor was, Warren’s encounter with

asking why over and over again. He behaved like an irrational beast that had lost

from red to purple and her tongue began to loll out. If she continued, she would have been strangled alive just

this happening. After all, if there was a murder case in this hospital, it

his senses

she collapsed to

down at Irene condescendingly, his gaze icy. “Irene, I want you to live. You are to live and suffer. You will have a life far worse

Warren into hell

this crime. After walking out of the ward, Warren felt like his heart was being squeezed by something heavy, which made him

to set Amelia up. He even hated how he managed to get himself into

the woman who had saved his life with an invisible

to kneel and beg for

hitting the ground seemed to reverberate in his ears, causing him to feel a stinging

cruel at

fact trying to hide his concern for Rosalie by hurting

around with him and that she was only after the York family’s riches.