The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1166

Suddenly, her body quivered as a tall figure came into view.

It was Warren.

He appeared even leaner than the last time she had seen him in the hospital. Dressed in a sharp suit and wearing a stern expression, he triggered a tingling sensation in her nose, and her eyes started to well up with tears.

In that moment of seeing Warren, Amelia realized just how much she longed to meet him.

This longing wasn’t solely because of Riley. It was more about herself. She simply wanted to see him, to know how well he had recovered, and to grasp the state of his health.

“Warren…” she called, but the volume of her voice was so faint that it was almost negligible.

Nevertheless, he heard her.

He had been walking and talking with someone as they exited the conference room. His steps abruptly halted, and he looked in her direction.

When their eyes met, Amelia’s heart suddenly trembled.

In that instant, she felt like she might understand why Frederick had mentioned that Warren had already moved on from their relationship.

Because at that moment, the gaze he directed at her felt unnervingly unfamiliar, as if she were nothing more than a casual acquaintance to him.

It was as though every trace of their past feelings had vanished from his eyes.

for now and ensure the

among the people who were curious or eager to witness the scene

of people gradually entered the

deliberate slowness. His gaze remained

recall telling Frederick that I didn’t want to see you.” His voice, cold and piercing, stung her ears like a steel needle.

see you because of something very important,”

Frederick’s assistance. There’s no need for you to see me,” he stated. “I’ll let it slide this time, Amelia, but I hope there won’t be a next time. I’ll have Frederick take

Warren turned and began

then urgently grasped his arm with both hands. “Warren, no matter

hands gripping his arm, then slowly shifted his gaze to her face. Suddenly, a

appear before you again, so I kept my

to pry her fingers away from his arm

however, remained stubbornly locked in place, prompting him to increase his force.

starting to

don’t release your grip, you’ll only hurt yourself,” he

important. I-I have a very important friend named Riley Summer. She helped me immensely during my time in prison and when I gave

if you could draft a memorandum of understanding and discuss

asking me to spare

her, not Warren,

enough blood available that day, Warren might truly have died from excessive

about Riley’s whereabouts because Alicia claimed that Riley is living in a miserable state, possibly even worse than death,” she said, feeling her nose tingle.

than death?” Warren mumbled, his gaze growing colder as he looked at Amelia. “You’re so anxious about a friend who is only ‘possibly’ living worse than death. But do you know that for all these years, I’ve been living a life