The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 1048

Alas, she forgot that the person in front of her was drunk. Her words had simply provoked him.

Tears streamed down her cheeks. Amelia choked. “Warren, don’t force me to hate you again.”

However, everything was in vain!

Amelia rinsed her body with warm water desperately in the bathroom of the hotel.

She didn’t expect such a thing to happen when she was kind enough to send him to the hotel.

She desperately wanted to separate herself from this man. However, they had…

He kept saying in her ear how much he loved her, but he was forcing her

against her wishes.

Amelia emerged from the bathroom after an uncertain amount of time, her gaze complicated as she looked at Warren, who was asleep on the bed.

There was a mix of resentment and something else in her eyes.

Afterward, she hastily dressed and left without a word.

It was a nightmare, and she hoped that things would return to normal once she woke up.

When Amelia returned home, Matilda and Aiden were still asleep. She breathed a sigh of relief and changed into fresh clothing, disposing of the ones she had worn last night in a large trash bag.

She didn’t want to be reminded of her own helplessness.

whether good or bad, she had to accept it without resistance. He was so domineering that he wouldn’t

next day, Matilda noticed her wearing a

you suddenly wearing a

bring out my high-necked clothes,” Amelia replied, trying to avoid Matilda seeing the marks on her neck. She didn’t want her

Amelia couldn’t shake the feeling

from last night replayed in her

kisses, his touches, and his drunken ramblings.

“Amelia, I love you.”

miss you? I miss you so much that it’s

love me…”

liver is in your body. In fact, I can give you my heart if you wish. You’re

words were repeated in Amelia’s

thinking about it! Forget it!” she

in front of her store once again. Amelia’s body tensed as she watched the man get out of

toward her, clad in the suit he

tensed, and her hands unconsciously

remorse on his face, but he might do the same thing

subconsciousness did what he always wanted to

she had already left the hotel. Even though he was drunk last night, some vague memories lingered in his mind, and the

Warren began, “about

You were drunk, and I just took you to

frowned, his gaze fixed on her. “Do you really think that I don’t remember anything just because I was

she interrupted forcefully, staring at the man in

his lips tightly, and their eyes locked in

she saw Warren. She nervously asked her daughter, “Why is he here again? Did he do anything to