The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1165

“Traveling…” Amelia whispered silently, managing a bitter smile. She found herself devoid of both the mood and time for a vacation at this moment.

“Ms. Haab, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up,” said Frederick.

“Wait!” Amelia exclaimed softly, hesitating before asking, “Warren… does he hate me now?”

“Well…” Frederick pondered for a moment before replying, “Mr. York probably doesn’t hate you, but… his attitude toward you has shifted. It seems he may have let go of those feelings.”

Amelia’s body quivered slightly.

“Has he already… let go?” she wondered. Once, Amelia felt Warren loved too deeply while her love remained shallow.

But now, the one who loved deeply had moved on, and ironically, she couldn’t.

Her heart ached, throbbing with each beat. Even after Frederick ended the call, Amelia still clung to her phone, lost in thought.

After a long while, she snapped back to reality. “If Warren isn’t willing to see me, then I’ll have to find him myself!” she declared quietly.

Putting her phone away, she grabbed her wallet and key card left the hotel room.

At the hotel entrance, Amelia hailed a taxi and provided the di York Group’s address. York Group was, after all, one of the top in Lofbury, and its address was easily accessible online.

As the taxi arrived in front of the corporate building, Amelia step and gazed at the towering skyscraper, waves of memories flooding mind.

During those days, she and Warren were deeply in love, and York Gro hadn’t yet achieved its current scale, let alone established itself in the prime city center. In those times, it was housed in a distant office build within the urban area.

of the York family’s assets, though

building and told Amelia, “In the future, I’ll construct York Group’s corporate building in the

the bustling city

chaddilutionately turned out to be

deep breathh Anchaapproached the building’s

Mr. Warren availabler l’adilike to see him,”

you have an appointcont? the

After all, they were on the path to divorce, and the role of a wife was only temporaryy

appointmeontitisquite dificult. If everyone who knows Mr. York wanted to seechirmhebbe swamped just meeting people,” the person replied. Amelia pressed her lips

call Fred Mr Lyon, are you at the corporate building gigght now? Imat

somewhat surp then said, “Oh,

was still waiting paththe front de

saw her, he immediately asked FIB-Idow did y

already mentioned over the phone that this…”

understand your situation, so I came to try my luck.

York is

I’ll go on my own. Warren said you’d help me with any place I wanted to go,

at a

scratched his head in resignation. “But Mrs. York, if Mr. York sees you and

the one forcing you to tell me the

he couldn’t risk

you,” Amelia said.

Amelia to the nearby elevator, leaving the receptionist at the front

Who’s this woman? Could she possibly be Mr. York’s wife? Especially since this woman is clearly pregnant, sporting a noticeable baby bump… If she’s really Mrs. York, then the child in her belly

left stunned by her own speculations.