The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1075

Rosalie hesitated for a moment as she looked at Amelia and then Warren.

“All right, someone will send me back. You two should go home as soon as possible,” said Amelia.

“Okay, then we’ll go back first,” Rosalie and Jonathan replied, making their way toward their car.

At the same time, Amelia and Warren walked together to his car.

Once inside, Warren started the engine and began to speak, his voice filled with concern, “Are you really going to give birth to the baby?”

Amelia, however, expressed her determination, “I want to give birth to this baby. Besides, the result of the consultation at the hospital hasn’t come out yet. Maybe it’s not as serious as we thought.”

“But didn’t you see what happened to Lillian today? She said everything went well at the prenatal examination, and yet she faced severe complications during childbirth, almost losing her life,” Warren reasoned. He couldn’t help but ponder the implications, “Even if it was someone else in that delivery room today, I can’t help but be afraid.”

He couldn’t help but dwell on what he might have to face in the delivery room. While today it was Callum dealing with a complicated delivery, tomorrow, it could be Warren himself in that challenging situation.

“Lillian’s situation was just a rare occurrence. There will always be exceptionally rare events happening in this world,” Amelia told him.

Nevertheless, Warren couldn’t shake off his fears and anxieties. “But I don’t want those rare events to happen to you! I don’t want to take that one-in-ten-million chance.”

Hearing this, Amelia fell silent.

The atmosphere inside the car grew heavy as pin-drop silence settled in.

out of the car. Warren, however, couldn’t let go and grabbed her hand, leaning in closer, his voice filled with desperation. “Please, don’t go through with this pregnancy. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have insisted on you getting pregnant, let alone having this baby, Please,

that had haunted him every minute and second outside the delivery room that day, a fear that Amelia would suffer the same fate as Lillian, or worse, because of childbirth.

He had assumed that while multiple births, like Rosalie’s triplets, might pose more difficulties, a typical single birth should be relatively straightforward. Furthermore, he believed that with the presence of well-qualified medical professionals and advanced medical technology, there should be little

illusions. He finally

control, no matter how well-prepared

smile on her lips as she retorted, “Warren, you’re so self-righteous. You wanted this baby and insisted that I give birth to it. Now that I want to keep it, you suddenly realize you were wrong and want me to have an abortion. What do you think I am? What

just don’t want to lose you!” Warren stammered in

“My child and I are not your possessions. We’re not objects to be desired or discarded at your whim. Warren, after all these years, you remain unchanged. Back then, you treated me as something to be used

words seemed to

mix of emotions. Laughter escaped his lips but soon gave way to choked sobs, and tears streamed down his face.

now understood that in Amelia’s eyes, he was the same as before, someone who wanted to manipulate her. What she couldn’t see was just how deeply he cared about her well-being.

wanted her to be

However, Lillian still hadn’t woken up. Callum appeared as if he had stayed up all night, his expression boring hints of exhaustion.

say? Did he mention how long it might

said Callum, his unkempt hair and stubbled chin

will wake up soon. It’s possible that the delivery process drained a lot of her energy, and

Callum whispered, his voice trembling

his clenched fists seemed like a desperate attempt to

some reason, as Rosalie gazed at the profoundly unconscious Lillian, a sense

proceeded to the neonatal ICU

She appeared slightly thinner than average due to her

earlier than expected. The infant was to be transferred