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.

At the same time, he couldn’t help feeling a little jealous. Those tears were meant for him, but he felt a pang of pain

you’re worried about

shouldn’t 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 be prolonged.

her words, and tears streamed down

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

infiltrating his veins, and creating a

do to keep you from crying?” he murmured softly. “If I also mobilize resources to help locate Riley, will

away from hers in a daze as she felt

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

refrain from crying,” he assured

for Riley as long as Amelia stopped shedding

the past, he still couldn’t bear to see her cry. It would make him profoundly uneasy.

her tears had the power to move him to do anything for

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. Only then was she sure that he was

was her not crying, and it left

of Warren’s motivations, Amelia was immensely grateful for

darkness, illuminated only by the moonlight filtering through the window. Sleep eluded Amelia, and she gazed at Warren, who was

much softer. His high nose bridge and beautifully shaped lips made him a striking figure. In truth, he was a gentleman.

with his hands and told her not

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

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