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?”

and got out of bed. As soon as she got to her feet, her legs turned to jelly and she almost slumped to

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of

prison previously, she didn’t feel so weak the

walked to the door and opened it, but she didn’t

moment, she

at Amelia unhappily. “Why did it take so long for you to open the door?”

laugh. “Mr. York, this is my home. I can open the door whenever I want, and I can even choose not to answer

was not as serious as last night, she looked very pale. She was wearing old pajamas and messy hair. Obviously, she had just woken up from sleep.

out his long legs and strode into the

said, “This is my home. I didn’t allow you to come in! Please go

Warren suddenly sneered. “Believe it or not, I

you and then lease this house to me. Your so-called ‘home’

you the agreement? Didn’t you promise that

fact, even he couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do! However, he felt restless at the company, always recalling the scenes from last

Irene in the face?” Warren found an excuse

he was there to seek justice for

for Irene

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up Aiden’s custody, and Irene is willing to take care of Aiden as her own. What else can you complain

her to pay for the wrongdoings she committed!” What Amelia hated the most wasn’t Irene’s slander, which landed her behind bars, but her imprisonment that had caused

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

other hand, owed her a life!” Warren said

burst into laughter, laughing louder and louder. “Hahaha!” She continued to laugh as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. Warren’s face darkened. Her laughter

he

was