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!”

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

immediately left the restroom and

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

finally reached room three of the blood-drawing station, Amelia saw the door swinging open as Warren emerged

happened to have run

eyes were filled with surprise as he

Amelia also saw

but he appea detect her intention and swiftly began lowering the rolled-up

as she grabbed his arm

which provided clear evidence that he had indeed had blood drawn momen ago.

immediately asked again, “So you really were having your

his arm from her grasp and lowered his sleeve. “Aren’t you supposed to have your prenatal examination today? Why are you here?”

continued to fix her gaze on Warren. She noticed that his complexion was far from good, as he looked pale and somewhat translucent.

occasion when he had visited the concession stand. Back then, he had also looked pale, and

Amelia had attributed it to

Warren was also getting his blood drawn at the hospital back then, the timing matched as that had happened almost a month ago.

in the restroom had mentioned that he

it true that you come here for a blood draw

said, “Where did you hear that? Why would I come here

held a

pushed the door of the room

be organizing the blood bags.

Amelia had alrea spotted one of the blood bags with

surprise as she hurriedly cautioned, “Miss,

asked, “Is this entire bag of blood meant

and, after a brief pause, stated,

of them exited the room and moved to the corridor outside. Warren then inquired, “What about you? Have