The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 1221

Seeing this, Rosalie knew that she wouldn’t be able to get anything out of Amelia even if she continued asking.

“Then have a good rest. Call me if you need anything, Amelia,” she said.

“Okay,” Amelia smiled.

Once Rosalie left, Amelia glanced around the quiet room and couldn’t suppress a bitter smile.

Suddenly, her stomach jolted as the baby inside her womb moved. It was a fetal kick.

Amelia tenderly placed her hand on her belly and softly caressed it. “My baby, I’m sorry. I can’t provide you with a complete family, but all I wish for is that your daddy lives well in this world. If… someday, when mommy is no longer here, at least your daddy won’t be too lonely.”

The duration of her life was uncertain and might only last a few years. She also pondered how long the transplanted liver in her body would remain healthy after giving birth to the baby.

Everything felt like a looming sword suspended over her head, waiting for the moment to descend.

She didn’t want someone to die with her when the moment came.

In a Lommore bar, Warren sat alone, nursing his drink.

He was aware that his emotions were in complete disarray.

Even though he claimed to have forgotten about their past relationship and no longer loved Amelia, it seemed that his body had an instinctive urge to gravitate toward her every time he saw her.

It was as if the love he once held for her had been etched into his very bone marrow, controlling all of his responses and actions.

Today, he kissed her to prove that he didn’t have feelings for her at all but as a result, he almost lost himself in the kiss. If it weren’t for his last shred of self-control, maybe he would have done something disgusting.

“Out of control, huh? I get out of control when it comes to her, too…” he thought.

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in a figure-hugging dress approached Warren. She was adorned with alluring makeup and a seductive smile. “Sir,

she spoke, her hand smoothly landed on Warren’s, which held the glass of wine, and her fingertips delicately grazed the back of his hand, a gesture

time now as he sat alone, sipping his drink.

attire, it was clear that he was rich. Combined with his striking appearance, she saw an opportunity to establish a connection with him that could

as a plan

the woman’s hand away impatiently. “Get

Warren. “Why are you pushing me away? It appears you have something

snaked around Warren’s neck, and her lips drew nearer to

in his glass directly on

and icy stare sent shivers

from his seat, several men gathered around him, blocking his path.

your behavior toward this lady. Unless you compensate this lovely lady right here, you won’t be leaving this place,” one of the men at

approached the man, wearing

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quickly deduced that these people were

if you’re up for it, come and take it.” With those words, he raised his hand, unbuttoned

If that watch was indeed genuine, it could be worth hundreds of thousands

man might really be a big shot!”

lunged at Warren.

Warren, growing up in such an environment, received extensive combat training from a young age. H physical abilities

on several enemies alone and still emerge victorious. Paradoxically, his earlier drinking had lent an imposing air to every punch

themselves thoroughly beaten. As for the woman who had initially approached Warren, she was left

wall until his face was covered with blood. She wanted to