Chapter 1121
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
"what she ordered,â Warren said to the boss lady at the checkout âOkay,â the boss lady answered.
The two walked to a small dining table. Amelia looked at Warrenâs hand and said, âThese days, you should pay more attention to your own hands. Donât make minor injuries serious as the doctor said.â
âIâll pay attention,â he responded obediently as if he were an obedient child.
After a while, two plates of creamy tomato pasta were served. Amelia lowered her head and dug in.
Warren looked at the woman, who was dining across from him, and suddenly reminisced about the time when they enjoyed pasta together. She had once said with a smile, âWarren, how about I start learning how to make pasta? In this way, I can cook you a plate of pasta on your birthday as your special gift.â
âAre you sure you have the skill?â he smiled.
âIâm willing to put efforts into it,â she said.
âThen you donât need to make the noodles from scratch. Just pick up some pasta from the supermarket and cook it,â Warren suggested.
âBut the pasta I make myself comes with more love and thought. Iâll make one for you every birthday in the future and wish for your well-being and good health. After all, youâre the pillar of support for me and our baby.â
At that time, she trusted him wholeheartedly.
But in the end, he didnât get to eat the pasta made by her, and now it had even become an unattainable luxury.
He wondered if he could still become her and the childrenâs pillar of support.
âWhy arenât you eating?â At this moment, Ameliaâs voice sounded. He came back to his senses and met her inquisitive eyes.
âItâs just that I think of something from the past. I⦠Iâll eat it now.â With that, he lowered his head and ate the pasta in front of him.
He would be her and the childrenâs pillar of support. He would protect them with his life and ensure everything was arranged for her. Even if something were to happen to him in the future, she and the children would still be well taken care of.
After he finished the meal, Warren asked the driver to send Amelia home. âI wonât get in the car, so you wonât be as anxious. Amelia, I understand that no matter how much I say or do now, it may be difficult to make amendments. After all, what is done cannot be undone. Perhaps what I can do is to make you less afraid of me. What I hope most in my life now is that you are fine and safe. As for everything else, I no longer crave anything,â he murmured.
Indeed, he didnât crave anything else at the moment. He didnât even crave to be with her anymore in this life.
He didnât even crave that she would fall in love with him again.
Her affection no longer belonged to him since that year, and now he shouldnât even crave it.
Ameliaâs heart suddenly ached. When Warren mentioned that he no longer craved anything, she felt a heavy weight pressing on her chest, which made it difficult to breathe.
Beneath the streetlamp, his face remained as pale as ever. The way he looked at her reflected a mix of emotions such as love, pain, regret, and despair.
Nevertheless, his voice remained surprisingly calm, as if he were calml discussing a decision.
For a moment, she looked at him in a daze. She felt like her whole body was trapped in an invisible net and couldnât move. It even became so difficult to look away.
âDonât look at him! Donât look at him anymore!â she told herself desperately in her heart. After an uncertain amount of time, she abruptly turned her head away, then swiftly opened the door and got into the car as if she were fleeing.
After the door was closed, the car slowly drove off.
Warren looked at the car that gradually disappeared from his sight and couldnât help but smile bitterly.
Perhaps this was the best ending between him and Amelia.
He retrieved his phone and said to the person on the other end of the line, âInvestigate the backgrounds of everyone who dined with Amelia in the private room today.â
Since those people wanted to use her, it was natural that they should bear the consequences!
Alicia came to the concession stand early in the morning and apologized repeatedly to Amelia.
âAmelia, Iâm truly sorry. I had no idea it would escalate like that last night. Mr. Yustone can be quite arrogant when heâs had a few drinks, and thatâs why he said those offensive things. Please donât take it to heart.â
Amelia fixed her gaze on Alicia and stated bluntly, âYou must have planned the incident at the fondue restaurant yesterday. You took me there, had me enter the private room, and then told me to call Warren over. This canât be a mere coincidence, can it?â
A guilty look appeared on Aliciaâs face, and she smiled dryly. âI⦠I had no choice either. I am just Ryanâs mistress. Ryan has always wanted to reach out to the York family. He knows that I know you, and you know Warren, so he asked me to pull the strings. He thought that he could talk to Warren during the meal, in hopes that he could achieve some business deals. Little did I know it would turn out like this!â
âDonât do such a thing again. If you would like to have a meal with me, we can eat at a restaurant together, but forget it if there are third parties involved,â Amelia said.
Alicia offered an awkward smile and said curiously, âWell, it did appear that Warren treated you exceptionally well yesterday. He even confronted Mr. Yustone on your behalf, and Mr. Yustone couldnât even put up a fight. As the head of the York family, heâs certainly remarkable. Why donât you put in a few good words for Ryan in front of Warren? It happens that Ryanâs company is also bidding for the recent project of York Group.â
âIâm not well-versed in business matters, and Iâve never discussed business with Warren. I wonât get involved in his affairs!â Amelia said.
Aliciaâs face changed slightly, and then her smile grew even wider. âJust because you havenât been involved in his matters before doesnât mean you wonât be in the future. If Ryan succeeds in the bidding, we wonât forget your contributions. Just name your price, and I assure you Ryan will honor it.â
Amelia regarded Alicia coldly. âI donât think I can help you. If you want to catch up with me in the future, Iâm open to it. But if you want to talk about business and Warren with me, I donât think so.â
âYouâ¦â Alicia raised her eyebrows. âAmelia, donât forget I was there for you when you were in prison. I treated you well when others were unkind. Now that you have Warren by your side and are pregnant with his child, there is a bright future lying ahead of you. Will you not consider helping me when I ask for it?â
Amelia pressed her lips together and replied, âIâm not reliant on Warren for my current life. I appreciate the help you gave me during my time in prison. If you ever find yourself in trouble, Iâll do my best to assist you. But Warren and his matters have nothing to do with me, and I canât be of help in that regard.â