The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 678

Warren couldn’t help but be reminded of Amelia’s messy hair, bruised face, and slender body all night. Her image lingered in his mind.

He thought, “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I stop thinking about Amelia lately? Three months later, when she hands over Aiden to me, I’ll have nothing to do with that woman!”

“Mr. York? What do you think of this plan? Mr. York?” The voice of his subordinates suddenly interrupted him, and then he came back to his senses. He saw clearly that he was in the conference room, and he was attending a meeting of the senior management of the company.

“I’ll take a closer look at this plan and discuss it later. Let’s end the meeting first,” Warren said.

The senior executives thought incredulously, “The meeting is over?”

The senior executives looked at each other. They thought, “Didn’t they say that we would discuss and improve this plan today?”

However, since Jonathan said so, the others naturally didn’t say much. Everyone packed up the documents at hand and then left the conference

room.

Finally, Warren said to the secretary beside him, “You can go out first. I want to be alone.”

“Yes,” the secretary answered.

When Warren was the only one left in the meeting room, his face finally showed a trace of fatigue and struggle. Then, he raised his hand and put it on his forehead. “Amelia,” he said the name through gritted teeth, but he felt ashamed.

Amelia lay on the bed and barely wanted to move.

Although the examinations in the hospital yesterday showed that all her injuries were merely skin trauma, at that moment, she felt every bone and muscle in her body was aching.

The doorbell rang. She wondered, “Did Mother forget to bring the key when she went out?”

soon as she got to her feet, her legs turned to jelly and she almost slumped to the ground.

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condition of my

previously, she didn’t feel so weak

hurry. Amelia walked to the door and opened it,

she

take so long for you to

can open the door whenever I want, and I can

his thin lips and stared at her with a pensive and piercing gaze. Although the bruising on her face was not as serious as last night, she looked very pale.

his long legs and strode into the

my home. I didn’t allow you to come in!

“Believe it or not, I

contract with you and then lease this house to me. Your

Didn’t I hand you the agreement? Didn’t you promise that I would spend the past. three months alone with

even he couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do! However, he felt restless at the company, always recalling the scenes from last night. Then, on impulse, he dropped by

slap Irene in the face?” Warren found

realized that he was there

you going to seek justice for Irene and

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own. What else can you complain about? “Don’t you think it’s too much for

enough for her to pay for the wrongdoings she committed!” What Amelia hated the most wasn’t Irene’s slander, which landed her behind

events, she wouldn’t have taken the cold medicine. Perhaps Aiden would have been a healthy child

on the other hand, owed her

if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. Warren’s face darkened. Her laughter sounded particularly glaring

enough!” he

was still