The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 1047

Warren left hastily.

Lucas wore an apologetic expression and said, “I’m sorry for involving you with Mr. York…”

“It should be me apologizing,” Amelia responded with a bitter smile. “I dragged you into our issues.”

Although Lucas said nothing, Amelia insisted on apologizing.

In the evening, Aiden and Matilda were already asleep. Amelia was about to close the concession stand when a car pulled up in front of the store. A figure stumbled out of the car before she could react.

Before Amelia could react, the figure had already hugged her and buried his face in her neck with his head down.

“Amelia…” Hearing the hoarse voice and detecting the alcohol stench, she

immediately knew who it was.

It was Warren. She wondered, “Is he drunk?”

Amelia tried to push Warren away, but the more she pushed, the tighter he held her. Their bodies pressed closely together, and his breath enveloped her.

“Warren, are you out of your mind?” Amelia whispered, trying not to wake her mother and Aiden.

“Out of my mind?” Warren suddenly chuckled, his laughter hoarse and low. He burped and continued, “Yes, I’m crazy. I only dared to come over after drinking a lot of alcohol.

He was afraid that if he was sober, he would see her eyes filled with hatred again.

He wondered if he wouldn’t feel the hatred in her gaze if he was drunk.

“Amelia, do you know how much I miss you? Every time I saw you, I would use so much restraint to try my best to restrain myself…” he murmured, his face buried deep in her shoulders and lips, kissing her neck with great desire.

body suddenly trembled. “Let me go…”

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possible?” His kiss became more eager,

don’t love you…” Amelia said,

like steel bars, making her unable to move

and then he kissed her more

don’t stop, I’ll…” Before Amelia could finish her sentence, he collapsed onto her shoulder,

restraining her disappeared.

hard, and then he fell to the ground.

catching her breath, her cheeks

fell to the ground and remained

on the ground, unmoving. She looked at him, puzzled. After a moment, she knelt down to check

herself in

but bringing him into her house was

then managed to lift him and placed hi

as he was thoroughly inebriated.

got into the driver’s seat and drove to a nearby hotel.

the only option for the night.

the car in front of a modest, city-center hotel. It was not as luxurious as the ones Warren

his wallet. She found it and, as expected, his ID

to get Warren into

and then assisted him to

just one bed and a

bed and took a deep breath, wiping

contemplation, Amelia bent down and removed Warren’s shoes, then helped him out of his suit jacket. She covered him with the hotel’s

and his forehead started to sweat profusely. His eyebrows furrowed deeply, as

lips and stood up to leave.