The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 1165

“Traveling…” Amelia whispered silently, managing a bitter smile. She found herself devoid of both the mood and time for a vacation at this

moment.

“Ms. Haab, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up,” said Frederick.

“Wait!” Amelia exclaimed softly, hesitating before asking, “Warren… does he hate me now?”

“Well…” Frederick pondered for a moment before replying, “Mr. York probably doesn’t hate you, but… his attitude toward you has shifted. It seems he may have let go of those feelings.”

Amelia’s body quivered slightly.

“Has he already… let go?” she wondered. Once, Amelia felt Warren loved too deeply while her love remained shallow.

But now, the one who loved deeply had moved on, and ironically, she couldn’t.

Her heart ached, throbbing with each beat. Even after Frederick ended the call, Amelia still clung to her phone, lost in thought.

After a long while, she snapped back to reality. “If Warren isn’t willing to see me, then I’ll have to find him myself!” she declared quietly.

Putting her phone away, she grabbed her wallet and key card left the hotel room.

At the hotel entrance, Amelia hailed a taxi and provided the di York Group’s address. York Group was, after all, one of the top in Lofbury, and its address was easily accessible online.

As the taxi arrived in front of the corporate building, Amelia step and gazed at the towering skyscraper, waves of memories flooding mind.

en

During those days, she and Warren were deeply in love, and York Gro hadn’t yet achieved its current scale, let alone established itself in the prime city center. In those times, it was housed in a distant office build within the urban area.

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the York family’s assets, though

office building and told Amelia, “In the future, I’ll

in the

family’s corporate building stood bronicently in the bustling city center. However, Warren had

to be

a deep breathh Anchaapproached

Mr. Warren availabler l’adilike to see him,” Amelia said.

an appointcont? the receptionist

I’m…” Amelia esitadd donamoment, opting not to use the term “his wife. After all, they were on the path to divorce, and the role of a wife was only temporaryy I’veenoown him for many years, and I need

sorry, without an appointmeontitisquite dificult. If everyone who knows Mr. York wanted to seechirmhebbe swamped just

pressed her lips together.

appointment

out her phone and call Fred Mr Lyon,

somewhat surp then said,

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over, Amelia was still waiting paththe front de

saw her, he immediately asked FIB-Idow

Veer Warren, Amelia stated directly

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over the phone that this…”

so I came to try my luck. Is Warren here right

but Mr. York is

the specific location of the conference room? I’ll go on my own. Warren

left Frederick at a loss for words.

“But Mrs. York, if Mr.

you to tell me the meeting’s location,” Amelia

he couldn’t risk any unexpected incidents on the way,

Amelia said.

receptionist at the front desk wearing

hear? Mrs. York? Who’s this woman? Could she possibly be Mr. York’s wife? Especially since this woman is clearly pregnant, sporting a noticeable baby bump… If she’s really Mrs. York, then

left stunned by

brought Amelia to the floor where the conference room was located. He said, “Mr. York is