The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 1310

The next moment, Warren said, “You go out too. I want to have dinner alone.”

Melissa was stunned and said, “But…”

“What?” Warren’s cold eyes glanced at Melissa, which made her swallow the rest of her words.

“I see. I’ll go out now.” Melissa lowered her eyes and left the room obediently.

At that moment, Melissa suddenly felt as if she had been seen through by Warren. A fearful feeling sprang up.

“I must think too much,” Melissa said to herself in her heart.

In the next few days, Warren never had meals with Amelia. The servants who were respectful to Amelia gradually became less respectful to her.

Some servants heard that Warren was going to divorce Amelia, but Amelia refused. So she came here, trying to win Warren’s heart. As more people knew about this, they became more negligent towards Amelia.

But Amelia didn’t care about their attitudes. She only cared about Warren.

But these days, Amelia had few chances to see Warren.

Walking out of the room, Amelia walked towards the courtyard of the villa. There was a large courtyard with many osmanthus trees planted it. It was time to smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Amelia remembered what she had said to Warren before. She hoped that one day, the house they lived in would be surrounded by osmanthus fragrance.

At that time, they had just watched a movie together. The male and female lead came to know each other because of the osmanthus tree. In that film, the osmanthus tree was a symbol, so Amelia fell in love with this tree ever after.

And now, the courtyard of this villa was also filled with osmanthus trees. Was it because Amelia once said that she liked the aroma of osmanthus?

trees should be at least five

was full of osmanthus trees,

smell of the osmanthus flowers could make Amelia feel better.

to Amelia’s surprise, she saw Warren in the courtyard.

a recliner. He closed his eyes and the breeze gently

Warren, but he didn’t open

he fall asleep? Amelia

Warren was a little less indifferent and more quiet. His long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes. The high bridge of his nose and sexy thin lips made him look so handsome. But his face looked a

illness was all

suddenly sink. Then she looked

was just wearing a

first few buttons of his shirt were not fastened, so the collar of the shirt was loose, vaguely

wound? Did he gradually recover like her? Had hi wound healed?

said that

person to person.

stretch it towards Warren’s chest, trying

taken care of by doctors and nurses and his wound must have recovered, she still had an urge to

herself that she would only take

and began to unbutton Warren’s shirt until she could gently pull open his shirt and see his

was a ferocious wound

donated his liver to Amelia for the first time, she hadn’t really

room was dark at that time, and Amelia

the hospital to save Amelia. His body was wrapped with gauze,

finally

second liver transplant was in the same place as the first surgical scar. The wound was cut open

suffered two operations in the same position of his body,