Chapter 1066
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
Right then, another car suddenly drove over before Warren rushed out of the vehicle. When he saw his mother pulling Amelia, he immediately stepped forward and said, âMom, what are you doing here?
What did you say to Amelia?â
After saying that, he looked at Amelia nervously. âNo matter what my mother said, donât take it seriously.â He seemed to be afraid that what his mother said would make her unhappy.
Lydiaâs face darkened. âDonât worry. I didnât say anything unpleasant to Amelia.â
Warren was still suspicious, so Amelia said, âItâs true. Your mother didnât say anything hurtful.â
Warren sighed with relief. âMom, why are you here?â
âI just came to visit my daughter-in-law. You didnât even tell the family about you getting married!
Anyway, Amelia is pregnant now, so it is inconvenient to hold a wedding ceremony. Once the baby is born, and Amelia has recovered, thenâ¦â
But before Lydia could finish her words, Amelia interrupted her, âThere wonât be a wedding.â
Lydia was stunned for a moment before she smiled. âYou are the daughter-in-law of the York family. Of course, there should be a wedding. The York family will prepare a grand wedding, so you can rest assured that you wonât want for anything.â
Amelia knew that Lydia had misunderstood her. âWarren and I are just temporarily getting married for the sake of our baby. We will divorce after the baby turns one year old, so we donât need a wedding.â
She didnât intend to hide the truth from Lydia since this was simply a marriage of convenience.
Hearing this, Lydia looked at Amelia in disbelief before turning to Warren. In the end, she spun around and got into her car without saying a word.
Warren looked at Amelia and said, âIâm sorry. Iâll explain everything to her.â Then, he drove away.
Looking at the two cars that left one after another, Amelia bit her lip lightly. Lydiaâs attitude today was truly unexpected to her.
She had thought Lydia would hate her. After all, her father was also involved in the decline of the York family years ago.
Then again, perhaps it was as Lydia said, and the debts between the Haab family and the York family had long been unclear.
In Warrenâs mansion.
Lydia looked at her son and asked, âAre you seriously in a fake marriage with Amelia?â
âItâs not a fake marriage. We did go to City Hall and got our marriage certificate,â Warren said.
Lydia glared at her son. âWhen the child turns one year old, you two will divorce. What do you call a marriage that doesnât even last two years, if not fake?â
âWell, for me, it isnât fake!â Warren said, âMom, this marriage is genuine to me. I have a marriage certificate with her. Legally, I am her husband. In the future, she and I will be listed as the parents on the childâs birth certificate. I am the father of her child!â
Lydia was shocked. âYou⦠Are you crazy? â
Warren smiled bitterly. âMom, Iâve been crazy for a long time, donât you know that? Back when I first learned the whole truth about how it was Amelia who donated her bone marrow to selflessly save me, how Irene deliberately framed her, and when I became an accomplice that forcibly sent her into prison, Iâd already gone crazy!â
He had been crazy for so many years that he couldnât even remember what it was like not to be.
Lydiaâs eyes filled with tears. âOh, the karma! How could this have happened? You⦠Does it really have to be her and no one else?â
âIndeed, why can it only be her and no one else?â Even he didnât have the answer to that question.
Perhaps that was an indication of when one truly loved someone.
One would only fall deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole, and once the object of their affection didnât love them, it would be like losing everything.
That night, Warren arrived at the Youngblood residence.
When Rosalie heard the butlerâs announcement, she was surprised. âWarren is here?â
âYes, he said he wanted to see Mr. Youngblood. And it seems like he also drank some alcohol as I can smell it on him,â the butler said.
Jonathan pondered for a moment and said, âLet him in.â Then, he turned to Rosalie. âIâll go see what happened for him to come here so late.â
âOkay.â Rosalie nodded. After all, she was also curious about Warrenâs sudden late-night visit.
Could it be that something had happened between him and Amelia?
Warren walked into the living room of the Youngblood family with a bottle of wine. Looking at Jonathan coming down the stairs, Warren raised the bottle in his hand and said, âHow about having a drink with me?â
Jonathan raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, âYou came here to drink?â
âYeah, I want to have a drink with you. Itâs not easy for me to find someone to drink with here in Strico.
Upon further thought, youâre the only one Iâm slightly more familiar with.â Previously, when Amelia was in the hospital, Warren had some dealings with Jonathan. Later, after Rosalie returned to the Youngblood family, they met a few more times because of Ameliaâs relationship with her.
âDonât you still have your subordinates? Iâm sure theyâll be more than happy to drink with you if you ask them to,â Jonathan said.
âThatâs different.â Warren smiled bitterly. âThey can do things according to your orders, but they arenât exactly meant for pouring oneâs heart out to. Besides, my problems are private and not suitable for their ears.â
âSo you came to me tonight to talk about it?â Jonathan said.
âYeah, how about it? Do you want to drink?â Warren raised the bottle again.
Jonathan smiled and said, âOkay. Iâll drink with you.â With that, he ordered the housekeeper to bring two glasses over so he could drink with Warren.
âYou know, I did a lot of terrible things to Amelia because of Irene back then. At that time, you warned me that I would regret it one day, an idea that I scoffed at. But now, I realize how ignorant and wrong I was,â Warren said and then took a big sip of wine.
âAre things between you and Amelia not going well?â Jonathan asked.
âWeâve gotten our marriage certificate, and in eight months, the baby will be born. Everything seems like itâs going well, right? But⦠she still canât bring herself to love me. What do you think I can do to get her to accept me again? Why is it so difficult?â he murmured.
Jonathan looked at Warren silently. He used to think that this man was very similar to himself.
Warren sent Amelia to jail, while he simply watched coldly as Rosalie was imprisoned. All that she suffered in prison was because of him.
However, he was luckier than Warren. He hadnât been as cruel as Warren, so Rosalie still forgave him.
Unfortunately, Warren had been way too cruel to Amelia!
âWhatever the case, you and Amelia are married now. Since youâre married, then the situation is not beyond salvaging,â Jonathan said.