The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 650

“Of course, I trust her,” he responded with a cold demeanor. “She will be my wife and the one who will be with me for the rest of my life. Who do I trust if not her?”

His words cut through her like a ruthless, sharp-edged sword.

She had believed that, no matter how harsh his words might be, she would have grown numb to them. Yet, it turned out that even a simple statement like this could still inflict pain upon her.

“Warren, I’m begging you to find out if she has taken Aiden with her. That’s all I need to know. If not, I’ll leave right away and stop bothering you,” she implored.

“So I’m just supposed to do whatever you told me to? Amelia, who do you think you are?” Warren retorted sarcastically.

Amelia’s complexion turned ashen. She was at a loss for words, not knowing how to beg Warren for help. Perhaps, even if she were to collapse right in front of Warren, he wouldn’t bat an eye.

“Warren, I understand that we’re in a custody battle for Aiden, but the case hasn’t officially begun, and the judgment hasn’t been rendered yet. At least, for now, please don’t take Aiden away from me, okay?” She practically pleaded in the most humble tone.

Warren’s countenance remained stern. In the past, Amelia had been so resolute in front of him, uttering ruthlessly cold statements as they should never cross paths again, and even tried piercing her own abdomen with a shard of broken glass. But now, for the sake of her son, she was willing to humble herself in this way.

“Just how many different sides of her which I haven’t seen before are there?” Warren wondered. “Warren, please… I’m begging you,” Amelia implored. Her black eyes welled up with tears.

At this moment, Amelia appeared as fragile as if one more blow would shatter her completely. “What if I kneel down? I’ll kneel before you. I’ll do anything you ask, as long as you let me have Aiden back first. Please, let me have him, at least until the lawsuit is settled…” Amelia was genuinely considering kneeling down. On an impulse, Warren grabbed her hand.

“Enough!” Warren raised his voice sternly. For some inexplicable reason, he didn’t want to see Amelia like this.

He retrieved his phone and dialed a number without delay. After a brief conversation over the phone, he turned to Amelia and said, “Wait here for a while. You’ll receive an answer soon.”

who was dressed in cheap attire. Her long hair was secured with a simple and affordable hair tie. Her complexion had lost some of its former softness, and her hands, which hung at her side, appeared rough and calloused, a stark contrast to the smooth

out of court and withdraw the complaint, she might never have spent three and a half years in prison, and

feel satisfaction at seeing her in this state, but rather

slightly and stared anxiously at

other party’s response, he relayed to

then who could have taken Aiden away?” Amelia wondered. She couldn’t discern whether

for checking for me,” she said, then turned around, preparing to

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suddenly seized her arm. “Do you even know where

The police will

urgency.

well, so his disappearance concerns me too!” Warren retorted coldly. “When and where did he go

orders to his subordinates over the phone, instructing

as Warren took action to find their child. “This is absurd. Warren

because she had been shouldering everything on her own for so long, and she was simply

to ring. She quickly picked it up and abruptly dashed out of

her steps all

Rosalie on the phone who had informed her that Jonathan had helped

frowned and said, “I’ll go with

“No need. I’ll…”

son too!” Warren asserted as he stepped

and followed him into