The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 732

“I… I had hoped Rosalie might be able to persuade you, but… I feared she might not succeed, so… I couldn’t help but come in anyway,” Warren stammered. “I know you didn’t want to see me and had no desire to accept my liver, but…”

He paused, taking a deep breath, summoning all his strength to continue, “I’m begging you to undergo the operation. Once you’ve had it, I promise I won’t ever show up in your

your life again. You don’t have to see me ever again if you don’t want

to!”

All he wanted was for her to be well and alive.

Amelia looked at him and inquired, “If we’re truly going through with this surgery, it will be risky for you as well. What are your conditions?”

Her tone remained remarkably composed as if they were merely discussing a business arrangement between them.

“Conditions?” Warren exclaimed inwardly, his eyes widening in surprise. “Are you saying… you’re willing to go through with the surgery?”

“Yes,” she replied with determination, motivated by her love for her son and her mother. “If you have any conditions, please state them clearly. I don’t want to be indebted to you. However, if I happen to pass away during the surgery or experience rejection afterward, I may not be able to fulfill your conditions.”

“No! You won’t die!” Warren exclaimed with agitation. “There won’t be any rejection. You donated your bone marrow to me in the past. The blood in my body now is made from your bone marrow. Our blood is the same. How could there be rejection after the surgery?”

In a way, his liver was the most compatible source for her in the world, given their shared blood from the past bone marrow donation.

“So what are your conditions?” That was all she cared about.

His lips moved as he contemplated, “My conditions? My only condition is for her to survive. As long as she stays alive, I’d be willing to do anything!”

the debt. You donated bone marrow to me in the past, so now, I’m giving you my liver as

we won’t have any more debts between us. Once the surgery is over, let’s… not meet again, Warren. I simply wish to live the rest

accept that this might be the end for him and

in his life had

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him.

affirmed, his gaze unwavering as he spoke in a hoarse voice. “But… if you ever find yourself facing a problem that you can’t solve, remember that you can come to me anytime.

eyes slowly, as if whatever he said

carried out shortly after Warren and Amelia underwent the required preoperative

cold operating table, Warren heard the anesthesiologist say, “Mr. York, we are going to administer

of fear and filled only with hope.

be transplanted to Amelia. Even if something went wrong and he was to pass away on the operating table,

much that no matter how long he lived, he couldn’t

tingling of the anesthesia needle piercing his body, followed by the

Warren regained consciousness, he found Jonathan standing at the bedside, accompanied by the doctor and a

this point, so he didn’t experience intense pain

Amelia?” Warren said with difficulty.

she’ll need to be monitored in the ICU ward for two days post-surgery,” Jonathan was the one who answered him.

let out a sigh of relief. As long as the operation went well, it was good enough for him.

could never be in her presence again, at least she

rest of her life, accompanying her through the

part of him. Perhaps, in a way, this was another

unconcerned about his

postoperative precautions and the potential impact of the