The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

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He and Amelia shared a rare blood type of which there was very little inventory in the hospital.

As he did not know how much danger Amelia would be in when she delivered the baby, that was all he could do at the moment.

His blood and his liver were all he could provide.

“Understood, Mr. York,” the doctor answered.

Warren closed his eyes slowly after the doctor and nurse left the ward with the bag of 13 ounces of blood. He remembered that day by the operating table; Amelia had looked at him with disdain as if the sight of him sickened her.

If he had not done that, he wondered if it would be possible for him and her to get back together.

After all, her attitude toward him had become less hostile with time.

However, if he had not done that then, he would not have known how unshakeable her determination to bring the child into the world was.

“It’s always me who messes up everything between us. Why do I always do that?” he wondered. “I used to back then, and I still do now.”

Soon, it was time for Amelia’s prenatal follow-up. After her son went to school that morning, she took her purse as she planned to go to the hospital.

When she left her concession stand, she caught sight of Warren’s car parked at the entrance. He was standing beside it as if waiting for her.

Amelia turned away, acting as if she had not seen Warren in an attempt to avoid him.

However, Warren rushed over and grabbed Amelia by the arm. “Let me take you to the hospital. It’s your follow-up today. I’m just giving you a ride, nothing else.”

Amelia tried to yank her arm back but to no avail.

Amelia protested. “I made it clear that day.

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mixture of pain and helplessness flashed across Warren’s face. “I… I just wanted to pick you up, in case

my safety! Do you think I would ever dare get in your car again? You had somebody hold me down on the operating table the last time you gave me a ride. Are you going to take me back to that place and order me how to behave? I am a human being, but I don’t even have control over my own body, which is subjected to

seemed to stab him like

concluded her tirade, he

anything of that sort. It will never

leer. “How am I supposed to believe you? What’s more,” here, she paused and stared at

he had only just realized that

time as if

appears that things between us have evolved to such an irremediable extent without me

other, Warren. I just want to bring this child into the

something but ultimately,

once, leaving

figure in a daze. His heart seared with pain as though it was mocking

in front of her. The driver emerged and

for the bus. It’s very convenient.”

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embarrassed. “But… Mr. York ordered me to take you to the hospital.

bus. You could sympathize with me; it isn’t convenient for me

in the distance. Traffic congestion would result if the car remained

lip, Amelia ultimately decided to get in.