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.

was part of the York family’s

and told Amelia, “In the future, I’ll construct York Group’s corporate building in the city center to establish the Yook family as a prominent name in the city. When that

The York family’s corporate building stood bronicently in the bustling city center. However, Warren had only married Amechabboccause of their child.

out to be a fleeting

a deep breathh Anchaapproached the building’s front

availabler l’adilike to see

you have an appointcont? the

to use the term “his wife. After all, they were on the path to divorce, and the role of a wife was only temporaryy I’veenoown him for

York wanted to seechirmhebbe swamped just meeting people,” the person replied. Amelia pressed her lips together. Cannakeamappointme I don’t handle appointment scheduling here.”

but to pull out her phone and call Fred Mr Lyon, are you at the corporate building gigght now? Imat desk.

surp then said, “Oh, umm… Please wait a moment. I’llbeaght

Amelia was still waiting paththe front de

he immediately

over the

to try my luck. Is Warren here right now?” Amelia asked.

York is currently in a

on my own.

Frederick at a loss

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

responsibility. I’m the one forcing you to

reluctantly agreed. “Let me take you there.” After all, he couldn’t risk any unexpected incidents

Amelia said.

receptionist

clearly pregnant, sporting a noticeable baby

receptionist was left stunned by her own