The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 760

“No, she won’t die.” Instead of Amelia answering Aiden, it was Warren who spoke.

Warren walked over to Aiden, saying, “She must still be alive.”

Aiden had an apparent resistance toward Warren because when he saw the latter heading toward him, Aiden immediately stood before Amelia. It seemed like he was afraid that Warren would mistreat Amelia, and he had the responsibility to protect Amelia.

Even though Aiden was just four, he was a cautious and alert boy.

His action upset Warren, but Warren knew he couldn’t release his frustration or complain because he brought it all on himself.

Initially, Aiden had been attached to him and smiled at him like a child would smile at their father. Aiden would also want Warren to lift him and sit on Warren’s back while calling Warren his daddy.

But now everything had changed. Warren’s ignorance had pushed Aiden away from him.

“Don’t worry. Daddy won’t hurt Mommy. No matter what happens, I won’t hurt her again,” Warren murmured.

He knew that he would spend the rest of his life in atonement.

Amelia took Aiden’s hand, turned around, and walked toward the bus station.

A sadness flashed across Warren’s eyes before he trailed behind them..

And so, Amelia and Aiden walked in front while Warren walked behind. As the bus arrived, Warren suddenly questioned, “You… Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Amelia turned around and looked at Warren indifferently. “I appreciate that you are willing to help me look for Rosalie. But other than that, we have nothing to talk to each other about.”

nothing to say to me,”

the bus left, feeling the bitterness spread

to him when he had so many things to tell

still alive. The greatest blessing to

Jonathan was so unlike what Warren had seen before. In such a short time, the loss of Rosalie was enough to ultimately defeat a powerful man

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financial lifeline

one would expect him to be easily destroyed. But the truth was that the disappearance of Rosalie had managed to crumble Jonathan to pieces.

would be no different from being

financial empire of Youngblood Group,

“Is the future situation of Strico going

the sea

a matter of

pushed open the room door and looked at Jonathan. The top man of Strico was currently curled up on the floor in a mess as

the surrounding floor were all photos of Rosalie from different stages in her life.

“Mr. Youngblood,” Carlos said gently. “The company needs you. We will also need your approval on some projects we will launch. If you continue like this, then…”

A dry, raspy voice interrupted Carlos’s words in a low mumble. Jonathan’s eyes

like Jonathan was still hugging Rosalie, the woman he loved, with her scent wafting up his nose.

up from this dream because there would be endless suffering and torture if he

declared that the big fishes in

say those words to

Jonathan would

where you are, please?” Jonathan held the clothes in his arms tighter, almost burying his face into them. “You said you