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.

a little jealous. Those tears were meant for him, but he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He couldn’t stand seeing

you’re worried about

a psychiatric hospital. If she is, how long will it take to locate her? With so

on her words, and

hand continued to caress her tear-stained face,

seemed to seep through his skin, infiltrating his veins, and creating a profound

murmured softly. “If I also mobilize resources to help locate Riley, will you

gazed at the face that was mere inches away from hers in a daze

a pause, she suddenly clutched his hand,

as you refrain from

send his men to look for Riley as long as Amelia stopped

he tried to distance himself from the emotions of the past, he still couldn’t bear to see her cry. It would make him profoundly

though her tears had the power to move him

aback by Warren’s willingness to assist in finding F Seeing him make calls and instruct his team to check the list of patie in psychiatric hospitals across the country for the past ten years was surreal moment.

and it left Amelia

Warren’s motivations, Amelia was immensely grateful

in bed, the room was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the moonlight filtering through the window. Sleep eluded Amelia, and she

bridge and beautifully shaped lips made him

his hands and told

been hypnotized. It was as if Warren still loved her and was willing to do anything for her, as long as her tears were kept

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