The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1047

Chapter 1047

Warren left hastily.

Lucas wore an apologetic expression and said, “I’m sorry for involving you with Mr. York…”

“It should be me apologizing,” Amelia responded with a bitter smile. “I dragged you into our issues.”

Although Lucas said nothing, Amelia insisted on apologizing.

In the evening, Aiden and Matilda were already asleep. Amelia was about to close the concession stand when a car pulled up in front of the store. A figure stumbled out of the car before she could react.

Before Amelia could react, the figure had already hugged her and buried his face in her neck with his head down.

“Amelia…” Hearing the hoarse voice and detecting the alcohol stench, she immediately knew who it was.

It was Warren. She wondered, “Is he drunk?”

Amelia tried to push Warren away, but the more she pushed, the tighter he held her. Their bodies pressed closely together, and his breath enveloped her.

“Warren, are you out of your mind?” Amelia whispered, trying not to wake her mother and Aiden.

“Out of my mind?” Warren suddenly chuckled, his laughter hoarse and low. He burped and continued, “Yes, I’m crazy. I only dared to come over after drinking a lot of alcohol.

He was afraid that if he was sober, he would see her eyes filled with hatred again.

feel the hatred in her gaze if he was drunk.

you know how much I miss you? Every time I saw you, I would use so much restraint to try my best to restrain myself…” he murmured, his face buried deep

body suddenly trembled. “Let

let you go? How is that possible?” His kiss became more eager, “Amelia, I

feeling that she was about to be

then he kissed her more

please… if you don’t stop, I’ll… Before Amelia could finish her sentence, he collapsed

hard, and then he fell to the ground.

was still catching her breath, her

to the ground and

she knelt down to check on him and

herself in a

seem right, but bringing him into her house was also

hesitated for a moment, then managed to lift him and placed him in

as he was thoroughly inebriated.

Amelia got into the driver’s seat

like the only option for

in front of a modest, city-center hotel. It was not as luxurious as the ones Warren usually frequented, but it

felt Warren’s pockets for his wallet. She found it and, as

completed the check-in process at the front desk and then assisted

small, with just

bed and took a deep breath, wiping the sweat from

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