The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1309

At some point, Melissa walked into Warren’s room and said, “Mr. York, it’s time to take medicine.” As Melissa spoke, she put the tray on the coffee table in front of the sofa and handed the medicine and cup to Warren.

Warren took them over and had the medicine.

Melissa took Warren’s temperature and blood pressure. Then she said, “Mr. York, the lady who came here today…”

“Don’t pay attention to her. I am tired and want to sleep for a while. You can go out first,” Warren said.

“Okay.” Melissa slowly left the room. But before closing the door, she couldn’t help but glance at Warren.

She heard from Frederick that the woman was Warren’s wife.

Melissa didn’t expect that Warren already had a wife, but that woman never showed up during Warren’s most painful period!

“How could such a woman be Mrs. York?” Melissa thought.

She went down the stairs angrily. Melissa was a young, beautiful, and capable nurse in a famous hospital. This time she was lucky enough to be selected as Warren’s private nurse during his recovery because of the h of Emmett Williams, the doctor who took care of Warren.

Melissa’s father and Emmett were old friends, so Emmett recommende Melissa to Warren. Unexpectedly, Warren really agreed to hire Melissa.

Melissa still remembered that when she first saw Warren, she was amazed by him and felt heartbroken for him.

This famous businessman in Lofbury was more handsome than his images on the news when Melissa saw him at a close distance.

But Warren was very weak. For a period of time, he needed someone to help him walk. Walking a few steps made him exhausted.

it was because of his second liver donation, but she didn’t understand why Warren donated his liver and who he

shot. Who could

Melissa took good care of Warren, and she

would take good care of Warren and help him slowly recover. If only she could stay with him all

were examples of nurses marrying into rich families because they took care of wealthy

others could do it, Melissa believed she could also

appearance of Mrs. York frustrated

that Warren and his wife didn’t get along, so maybe Melissa still

that they were suitable for patients who had undergone liver transplant surgery like her. Obviously, the chef prepared

didn’t he come?” Amelia asked the

room, and the dishes

in his room

sometimes,” the maid

dinner in his room me

up. After asking the servant whe

the door twice, Amelia heard Warren say, “Come in.”

of Warren, buckling up the buttons for him. At this moment, Amelia was standing in the direction of his back, so she couldn’t see the appearance of that woman. Amelia could only vaguely see the figure, knowing it was a

Amelia

woman? Or was she jealous? Was she

turned back as if he didn’t bother to look at her again. “It’s you. What’s the

want to have dinner

you have nothing to tell me, I just want to have dinner quietly,”

undoubtedly a refusal.

have finished. Then she took another coat and put it