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.

time, he couldn’t help feeling a little jealous. Those tears were meant for him, but he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He couldn’t stand seeing her cry, as each tear felt like a stab in his heart.

because you’re worried about

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 be prolonged.

words, and

face,

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

crying?” he murmured softly. “If I

mere inches away from hers in a daze as she felt his finger gently brush away the tears on her

finding Riley’s whereabouts?” After a pause, she suddenly

you refrain

his men to look for Riley as long as

emotions of the past, he still couldn’t bear to see

tears had the power

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

crying, and

grateful for

the moonlight filtering through the window. Sleep eluded Amelia, and

appeared much softer. His high nose bridge and beautifully shaped lips made him a

remembered how he wiped her tears with his hands and told

moment, Amelia was in a trance, feeling as if the man had never been hypnotized. It was as if Warren still loved her and

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