Chapter 1189
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
When they got in the car, Rosalie said again, âI have something I want your help with.â
âThereâs no helping between us. If you need me to do something, just say it,â Jonathan said.
âWell, itâs about Aliciaâ¦â Rosalie told Jonathan what she had come up with. After hearing this, Jonathan frowned slightly and said, âIf itâs true as you said, itâs feasible, but it would take considerable effort.â
âBut I really donât want Alicia to succeed. However, I also know that even if she gets probation and is temporarily released from prison, maybe there are other ways to send her to jail. But I donât want someone like her to desecrate the law,â Rosalie said.
Jonathan smiled. He naturally understood Rosalieâs sense of justice and respect for the law. Otherwise, how could she continue to be a lawyer after going through all those things?
âOkay, Iâll do it. Everything will turn out the way you want.â
Meanwhile, Amelia found that Warren was driving in a direction other than toward the concession stand.
âWhere are you going?â she asked.
âLetâs have dinner first. After that, I will take you to another place,â Warren said.
âBut I told my mom Iâll be back for dinner.â
I also told her that I would have dinner with you outside,â he said.
Amelia didnât have anything to retort.
Warren was in Strico now, which meant that her agreement with him was about to start.
âAre we going to live like a normal married couple for over a year? A normal married couple⦠Amelia thought. At that, she suddenly felt confused.
She had already imagined all kinds of embarrassing conditions that Warren might put forward before she went to beg him, and now Warrenâs request had left her with enough dignity At the very least, he didnât hurt her.
The car stopped in front of a diner in Strico. They got out and asked for a private room.
âWhat do you want to eat?â he asked.
âAnything is fine,â she replied. Facing him at the moment, all she could think about was what a ânormal coupleâ should be like.
Warren ordered some dishes and then stretched out his long arm to pour a cup of warm water into the coffee cup in front of Amelia.
âWhatâs the matter? Why are you looking at me like that? If I didnât know that you had no feelings for me, I would have thought you were in love with me.â His voice was full of ridicule.
She suddenly came back to her senses and blushed. She picked up the coffee cup in front of her in a loss, trying to hide her embarrassment by drinking water.
But her hand trembled. The water in the coffee cup shook and spilled all over her hands.
âAh!â Amelia exclaimed, and the coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground.
Warren suddenly got up and took Ameliaâs hand nervously. He quickly pulled her into the private roomâs bathroom and rinsed her hands with cold water.
As the cold water washed over the back of her hand, Amelia whispered, âThe water just now⦠was just warm water. It wasnât too hot.â In other words, even if it spilled on her hand, it was fine.
Warren was stunned. Then, he found that there was no redness or swelling on the back of Ameliaâs hand.
He was so panicked that he didnât notice whether the water was hot at all!
Warren turned off the faucet awkwardly and said roughly, âBe careful next time.â
After they returned to the table, Amelia was about to pick up the pieces of the broken coffee cup on the ground when Warren said, âDonât move. Iâll do it.*
Then he squatted down and picked up the broken pieces one by one.
Looking at Warren squatting in front of her, tears suddenly sprung to Ameliaâs eyes. âEven though itâs just for now, this man is⦠pretty gentle,â she thought.
After a while, the dishes were served. Amelia found that all the food he ordered was what she liked and suitable for pregnant women.
Halfway through the meal, she said, âBy the way, I hope you can help me put on a show for something.â
âA show?â He looked at her confusedly. âIâm not an actor.â
âYou just need to cooperate with me a little bit.â Then she told him about Rosalieâs plan. âI⦠actually donât want to let Alicia go like this, too. It would be the best if she could be put on a legal trial!â
âIt seems that you really know how to make trouble for me. At first, you said you just want Alicia to be sentenced to get on probation, but now you want me to cooperate with you. What if I donât agree?â
Warren said lazily.
Amelia bit her red lips. âDidnât you want Alicia to not escape the legal trial as well?â
âBut I can also promise that after she is released from prison, I can make her life worse!â he said with certainty.
âBut in that case, wouldnât you be breaking the law?â she said hurriedly.
âWhat? Are you worried that I will do something illegal?â he raised his eyebrows and asked.
She took a deep breath and said, âYes.â
âWhy?â He stared at her with his dark eyes.
âBecause you are the father of two childrenâ¦â What she didnât mention was that he was also the man she loved.
A trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes. She was worried just because he was the father of the children.
âAre you afraid that once I make a mistake, the children will be implicated because thereâll be a record?â Warren sneered, âDonât worry. You donât have to worry about it!â
âIâm not afraid that you will implicate the children. I just-â She suddenly paused.
âJust what?â he asked.
âIâm just afraid that something will happen to you.â Amelia said seriously, âWarren, I donât want to see anything happen to you.â
When she chose to separate from him, she had hoped that he would be safe and sound.
Warren was silent for a while before he said, âVery well. Iâll cooperate with you and put on a show!â
Amelia was relieved.
When they left the restaurant, Warren took Amelia to a manor. It was not too far from the concession stand. It was only two stops away, and it was a high-end residential area in the city.
Several years ago, when Amelia wanted to buy a house, she had taken note of the price. At that time, she heard from a real estate agent that the housing price in this residential area had reached 20,000 dollars square feet. Now, several more years later, the housing price was likely even higher.
âWhy did you bring me here?â Amelia asked.
âArenât you going to take a good look at where you will live in the future?â Warren said.
Amelia was stunned and then said as if she had realized something, âIs itâ¦â
âYes, for the next year or so, you and I will live here. You can take a look at the place. If anything is missing, make a list, and then Iâll ask someone to buy them,â Warren said.