The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 711

It was just that he couldn’t believe the answer.

Once he believed it, it would be a disaster for him.

If Amelia was really the one who donated her bone marrow to him… “What have I done to her over the years?”

He had deliberately approached her, made her fall in love with him, and then retaliated against her. He appeared in court to testify against her, sent her to prison, and even competed for custody of Aiden after she gave birth.

The thought of everything he did made his body tremble.

Mired in shock, Warren sat on the couch in the presidential suite, leaving himself in darkness without the lights on.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

He was jolted back to his senses by it.

The doorbell continued ringing again and again.

Warren raised his hand, wiped his face, and opened the door.

Outside the door was a man in a black suit.

“Mr. York, Mrs. Youngblood asked me to give you this,” said the man.

Warren was stunned. “Mrs. Youngblood?”

“It’s Ms. Rosalie Leighton,” the man clarified.

Warren was shocked. “Rosalie… has married Jonathan? Is that why she’s being referred to as Mrs. Youngblood?”

“What does she want by giving me this?” He looked at the flash drive handed over by the

audio files in it. Mrs. Youngblood said that you would be interested

and took the flash

at the flash drive

left, Warren turned on the light and frantically

for a long time before finally pressing the power button. When he wanted to insert the flash drive into the port, his hand, shook more and more violently, so much so that the USB flash drive fell from

on the black flash drive that landed on the carpet. He knew

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the fact

matter how scared he was, he

hear the voice he

breath, bent down, picked up the flash drive, and inserted it into the port again. This time,

files on the flash

of them first, and a doctor’s voice rang out. “Are you Ms. Irene Fletcher?

out on the phone. After the doctor explained the purpose of the call, a voice familiar to Warren finally sounded. It belonged

marrow. I had registered in the bone

waiting for you to save his life by donating your bone marrow. As long as you rest

trying hard to persuade her, saying all

Irene was firm in her refusal. “I don’t want to donate my bone marrow. This man’s fate has nothing to do with me. Do I have to donate just because my bone marrow matches him? You guys are so ridiculous. What if something happens to me after I donate? Who will be responsible for my health? You

Irene said made Warren’s face

He was just a poor wretched man waiting for her bone

anymore? After all, this man is still

again or I will sue the

up, and a beep came from the audio file.

the computer screen intently before breaking into sudden laughter. Irene once said that even if there was a phone

the voice just now

Irene for so many years that he could instantly recognize it. Even in this audio clip, she could