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 it had

building in the city center to establish

York family’s corporate building stood bronicently in the bustling city center. However, Warren had only

to be a fleeting mirage.

Anchaapproached

availabler l’adilike to see

you have an appointcont? the receptionist asked.

use the term “his wife. After all, they were on the path to divorce, and the

seechirmhebbe swamped just meeting people,” the person replied. Amelia pressed her lips together. Cannakeamappointme

call Fred Mr Lyon, are you

other end of the phone seemed somewhat surp then said,

still waiting paththe front

he immediately

mentioned over the

I came to try my luck. Is Warren

is

you tell me the specific location of the conference room? I’ll go on my own. Warren said you’d help me with any place I wanted to

Frederick at a

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

I’m the one forcing you to tell me the meeting’s location,” Amelia said.

agreed. “Let me take you there.” After all, he couldn’t risk any unexpected incidents on the way, especially with Amelia pregnant with a child.

Amelia

nearby elevator, leaving the receptionist

I just hear? Mrs. York? Who’s this woman? Could she possibly be Mr. York’s wife? Especially since this woman is clearly pregnant, sporting a

was left stunned by