The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198

Amelia’s mind raced with doubts and fears. Was Riley really suffering from a mental illness, confined to a psychiatric hospital?

After washing up and changing her clothes, Amelia still felt a little muddle-headed.

She walked out of the bathroom and saw Warren standing outside, obviously waiting for her.

“Are you done?” he asked gently.

Amelia nodded, her voice subdued. “Yes.”

“Go to the living room and have a seat. I’ve warmed up a glass of milk. It’s good to drink a cup of milk before sleep,” he suggested, guiding her to the couch and handing her a cup of warm milk.

Amelia accepted the warm glass of milk, holding it in her hands and recalling the time when Riley had secretly brought her milk during her pregnancy.

Back then, Riley had remarked, “You require proper nutrition at this point. I might not be able to offer much, but I still have ways to get you some milk.”

Drip, drip!

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and one escaped, falling into the cup.

She hastily wiped her eyes, but more tears followed as if they had been waiting for a release.

“I-I’m sorry, but… I don’t think I can drink this right now,” Amelia whispered, her voice shaky.

help feeling a little jealous. Those tears were meant for him, but he felt a pang of pain in

you’re worried about Riley?” he softly

cry and that crying isn’t good for the baby, but… I don’t know if Riley is truly in a psychiatric hospital. If she is, how long will it take to locate her? With so many psychiatric hospitals across the country, even with Rosalie’s assistance, the search could

on her words, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

hand continued to caress her tear-stained face, his palm slowly moistening from

through his skin, infiltrating his veins, and creating a profound

softly. “If

daze as she felt his finger

pause, she suddenly clutched his hand, her voice filled

as long as you refrain from crying,” he assured

look for Riley as long as Amelia stopped shedding

realized that even as he tried to distance himself from the emotions of the past, he still couldn’t bear to see her cry. It

had the power to move him to do anything

in finding F Seeing him make calls and instruct his team to check the list of patie in psychiatric hospitals across

not crying, and it left

was immensely grateful for his support in

in darkness, illuminated only by the moonlight filtering through the window. Sleep eluded Amelia, and

softer. His high nose bridge and beautifully

her tears with his hands

a trance, feeling as if the man had never been hypnotized. It was as if Warren still loved her and was willing to do anything for her, as long as her tears were

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