The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1180

“Mom, I need to attend to something else. I’ll take her with me first. She won’t be accompanying you for this meal,” Warren said as he left the room with Amelia.

Lydia sat alone in the private room, her eyes seething with anger. Her son had excelled in every way, and she hadn’t needed to worry about him since his childhood.

Nevertheless, when it came to matters of emotions, her son would become a mess.

Now, he was deeply involved with Amelia. She feared that Warren might lose his life because of Amelia one day.

“What an injustice! Such a terrible injustice!” Lydia sighed bitterly.

At that moment, Warren whisked Amelia out of the club. Before Amelia could utter a word, she found herself being swiftly placed in the back seat of the car.

“Warren!” Amelia exclaimed, “What are you doing? Where are you taking me?”

“Since it’s mealtime, we are naturally going to grab a meal first,” Warren said before instructing the driver to start the car.

The car gradually pulled away from the club, and Amelia attempted to free herself from Warren’s grip by twisting her wrist.

“If I hadn’t appeared today, were you planning to accept my mother’s request and stay away from me forever?” he asked casually as his voice echoed in the car.

Amelia’s body suddenly tensed. At that moment, a palpable sense of danger permeated the car, causing her hair to stand on end unconsciously.

It felt as though if she gave the wrong answer to the question, the potential consequences would be more than she could handle.

Amelia remained silent. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bring herself to utter the word “yes.”

Warren suddenly leaned in, his face drawing close to Amelia’s cheek. “Since you’ve appeared in front of me and have chosen to become caught up with me,” he declared, “it’s not up to you to decide if you never want to see me again!”

Amelia’s heart trembled.

at a restaurant. Warren helped Amelia out of the car and

manager was already waiting for them. “Mr. York, will you be

answered placidly.

secluded table, surrounded by screens on three sides, ensuring

had brought a pregnant woman to dinner, the manager naturally refrained from displaying inappropriate curiosity.

oatmeal here is decent and easy to digest. You can order

here before, so I’m not sure what’s good. You

a quick glance and placed the order. He opted for dishes with

the dishes came one after

was brought to the table. Amelia was about to start peeling them, but Warren

from her hand and began to peel

love, and he used to help her peel shrimp shells just like that. Back then, her heart had been brimming with joy and contentment. She had felt that her boyfriend was incredibly gentle and considerate,

had been unaware that his gentleness and consideration were solely motivated by a desire for revenge.

revenge for what her father had done to the York family. Since her father

is peeling shrimp for me again. Why is

her, and now she was the one in need of a favor from him. What was his

She didn’t eat it for a long time

it?” His voice

lips and took a deep breath. “Warren, do you want to

eyes subconsciously

broke up with you and wounded

in a deep voice, “Do you think I’m trying to take revenge

me,” she said with a bitter smile. “Your tenderness makes me question if you

was cold.

go, for now, we can revisit the opportunity to bring her to justice later. If

“Amelia, you