The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 411

In fact, it was as if he had discovered, for the first time, that she could be even more determined than he had thought.

She could harm her own body so casually, but when he saw the blood oozing from her, he felt a piercing chill. Every nerve in his body felt like it was stabbing with pain.

It was as if she had embedded those shards of glass into him.

It was so painful for him.

But at that moment, his pain and anger made Amelia laugh. With a single laugh, the blood from her abdomen seemed to seep even faster.

“Don’t laugh!” He was in a panic, afraid that her blood would flow too fast, too much.

She laughed and seemed to mock him for panicking.

“Does this count as repaying a life?” Amelia struggled, feeling the blood flowing. Yet, she knew she wouldn’t die.

Back in prison, she had endured too many injuries. Sometimes, with enough wounds, healing became a habit. So, she knew she wasn’t going to die from those injuries.

She did that to make Warren understand her determination.

“I can live the rest of my life without bearing a child. You can also have a doctor remove my uterus. Of course, it’s possible that my uterus is already damaged, and I may not be able to conceive a child anymore.” Amelia struggled as she looked at the pale man in front of her with mocking eyes.

Warren was very pale at that moment. His black eyes were filled with tension, pain, and panic, as if… he cared deeply for Amelia. If she hadn’t witnessed his heartlessness, she might have believed it.

He was acting that way now probably because he was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to give birth to a child for him and

Irene.

“Warren, I’m repaying with this… Is it enough?” Her blood dripped onto the luxurious carpet along the glass and her fingers.

say a word. Warren had never imagined Amelia could

determination terrified him.

was as if, by pushing her any further, she would be crushed and completely disappear in front of

to the hospital by an ambulance, and

at his

was… her blood.

to hurt

even now, they were still

kept shouting to

because she made herself unable to conceive, and

woman like her, even if she dies on the operating table today!’ Warren

“Warren, I want to give you a child, um, not just one, but many, many more. What do you think? Do you like boys or girls? In the future, I’ll just

pain in his

chest as if to

her release from prison, he

that her mere three and a half years in prison had been

saw her hurting herself, he didn’t know why

ended up feeling like he was

ringing, which was especially clear in that quiet

the caller ID. It was Irene.

call, Irene’s soft

matter?” Warren asked, his

sensed the strangeness in his voice and asked

answered. Indeed, dealing with

disturb you anymore. I just wanted to ask when you’ll be back. If you have to stay in

some reason, the thought of him staying in Strico during

more uneasy.

something unexpected