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

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kiss became more eager, “Amelia, I love you. I can’t let you go…”

don’t love you…” Amelia said, struggling

suffocated. His arms were like

body stiffened, and then he kissed her more violently!

you don’t stop, I’ll…” Before Amelia could finish her sentence,

restraining her disappeared.

then he fell to

breath, her cheeks

to the ground and

looked at him, puzzled. After a moment, she knelt down to

found herself in a dilemma.

bringing him into her house was

a moment, then managed to lift him and placed hi the car

shut as he

driver’s seat and drove to

the only option

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

car, Amelia felt Warren’s pockets for his wallet. She found it and, as expected, his

get Warren into the hotel. She completed the

and then assisted him to

room was small, with just one bed and

Warren on the bed and took a

moment of contemplation, Amelia bent down and removed Warren’s shoes, then helped him out

he murmured, intermittently calling her name, and his forehead started to sweat

lips and stood up to