The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1130

Just as Amelia was about to come out of the restroom stall, she coincidentally heard the sound of footsteps, followed by the conversation between two women.

“Isn’t the patient who came for the prenatal check-up today the wife of Warren York, chairman of York Group?” asked one of the female voices.

“That’s right. That lady’s dressed so modestly. Without prior knowledge, nobody would’ve guessed that she’s Mr. Warren York’s wife,” commented another voice.

The initial voice promptly commented, “However, I can’t help but wonder if their marriage is going through a difficult phase. They never come to the hospital together and always arrive separately.”

“Well, I don’t think so. If their relationship were on the rocks, would Warren possibly be at the hospital every month for the drawing of his blood? He even requested us to keep it a secret from his wife and claimed he didn’t want her to be concerned,” remarked the second voice.

“I heard that he’s drawing blood once a month, and they say it’s meant to continue until his wife’s delivery. Wouldn’t there be any risks if this continues?” asked the first woman.

The second woman began explaining, “It seems like he’s signed a waiver with the hospital…”

At this point, Amelia had trouble paying attention to the rest of the conversation between those two, as her mind was preoccupied… v matter regarding Warren’s blood drawing.

“Warren comes to the hospital once a month for blood drawing, an doing it until my delivery? Does that mean… that he’s drawing his b for me?” she wondered.

With those thoughts racing through her mind, Amelia forcefully swun open the stall door and urgently asked the two nurses, “Where in the hospital is Warren having his blood drawn?”

When the nurses saw Amélia out, they realized that they had mentioned something they shouldn’t have and fell silent.

After all, Warren had explicitly instructed the hospital not to inform his wife about his blood drawing.

One of the nurses quickly spoke up. “Uh… Mrs. York, we’re not sure what you’re referring to. We can explain ourselves if our previous conversation has caused any misunderstanding…”

However, before they could finish speaking, Amelia interrupted them and inquired, “Where is he at the moment? If you’re not willing to provide me with information, I’ll go to your superiors and request the details. But if you do tell me, I assure you I won’t reveal that I obtained this information from you!”

nurses finally disclosed the location of the room where Warren was currently having his blood drawn.

Amelia immediately left the restroom and began walking toward the

she made her way there, her pace unknowingly hastened as Warren’s visage consumed her thoughts.

of the blood-drawing station, Amelia saw the door swinging open as Warren emerged

have run

surprise as he looked at

the pallor in his complexion. Amelia also

attempted to get a closer look, but he appea detect

grabbed his

a tiny puncture mark, which provided clear evidence that he had indeed

asked again, “So you really were

for a routine health checkup, which involved some blood tests,” he casually replied before he retracted his arm from her grasp and lowered his sleeve. “Aren’t you supposed to have your prenatal examination today? Why are you here?”

that his complexion was far

he had visited the concession stand. Back then, he

Amelia had attributed it to

blood drawn at the hospital back then, the timing matched as that had happened almost

in the restroom had mentioned

then asked, “Is it true that you come here for a blood draw every

heard that. He then smiled and said, “Where did you hear that? Why would I come here to have my blood drawn every month

and held a specific answer deep within her

Amelia walked past Warren and pushed the door of the room open before she

nurse happened to be organizing the blood bags.

alrea spotted one of the blood bags with Warren’s name labeled on it,

clearly caught the nurse by surprise as she hurriedly cautioned, “Miss, you

blood bag down, turned to look at Warren, and asked, “Is this entire bag of blood meant for your

thin lips together slightly and, after a brief pause, stated, “Let’s step outside. I’ll address

Warren then inquired, “What about