The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 816

Warren sat in the car, watching how Amelia smiled gently at their son Aiden when he returned from school. She once showed such a smile to him, but he had destroyed it himself!

Every time he thought of the gentleness and love she showed him in the past, the regret threatened to drown him.

How much love she had for him in the past was equivalent to how much hurt she felt now.

Just like that, Warren remained in the car, watching them. Even when it was dark, he still couldn’t bear to leave. Every second he stayed there was a second more he could stare at them, and it was wonderful.

It was not until the lights in the shop went out that he finally gently closed his eyes.

He wondered, “Has it been yet another day?” Every day he passed now was actually a kind of torture for him as he suffered through the pain of unreciprocated feelings. It had only been five years.

How many more five years would he have to go through? Even his own flesh and blood refused to acknowledge him as his father.

Warren smiled bitterly and moved to start the car. However, in the next instant, his body jerked.

The reason for that was that he had seen the figure that haunted his every thought walking out of the shop and coming toward him.

The yellow light of the street lamp illuminated her, making for a beautiful sight.

She was thin and wore a plain dress. As she had not put on any makeup, she had a rather sickly pallor. Even though the liver transplantation years ago had succeeded and she survived, the damage was done.

Who knew how many years it would take for her body to fully recover? Warren’s heart sank when he thought of how she had returned the many supplements he had sent her.

At that moment, Amelia was gradually nearing Warren’s car, which made him more and more nervous.

be a coincidence. She probably had something she needed to do that was coincidentally in this

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all, the last thing she wanted to see was him. Yet, there was another voice in his mind saying, “Could it really be such a coincidence? It’s so late, and the nearby shops are all closed. Where could

front of his car and stared at

right at

thought, ‘She’s really

it been since she stared at me like this?

had just buckled, his hand trembling, then pushed open the door and staggered out of the car. “Amelia…” Locking

became more and more cold.

Amelia was much calmer. “I’m here to tell you to please

at you from a distance. I won’t disturb you.

best ending for us is that we don’t see each other ever again. It should

for it, too. I also understand that there are some things that I can never make up for, but Amelia, I know I was wrong! I beg

This man, who had always been superior in front of others, was

point of you doing all this? What happened can’t be changed. There’s just no way for us to be together, so what’s the difference between you getting to see me and not?” “How do you know there is no difference? Amelia,

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much I…”

before he could say the

say that word. It will only make me feel creeped out.” It made her feel sick.

longer wanted to hear the word “love” from him, because that only represented how stupid she used to be

as a sharp blade to hurt

moonlight, he seemed to