Chapter 1312
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
Amelia added, âWarren, donât leave me.
âWarren, please hold my hand and letâs grow old together.
âWarren, can you spend the rest of your life with me?
âWarren, letâs get married.â
Warren was puzzled by Ameliaâs words. âAmelia, what the hell are you doing?â
Ameliaâs eyes, which were full of expectation, darkened. âI just wanted to try whether I could undo your hypnotism or not,â Amelia said.
Warrenâs eyes widened slightly, and he finally understood why Amelia said those strange words. âAre you guessing my code words? Amelia, do you really think your boring words can undo my hypnosis?â Warren asked.
Then Warren stood up and paced slowly towards Amelia. âIf the code words of hypnotism could be have a hypnosis? Whatâs moby you so easily, why did I have to â
Warren paused and raised his hand to stroke Ameliaâs hair gently. But she couldnât understand the emotions in his eyes. âDo you want to undo my hypnosis and then restore my past feelings? You want me to become the fool who loves you so much that can give up all his pride, donât you?â Warren said.
Amelia trembled and said, âDo you think you were a fool at that time?â
âWasnât I?â Warrenâs fingers slipped from Ameliaâs hair to her cheek. His long fingers were cold. âWasnât I a fool to put down all my pride and dignity to plead for a woman to give me another chance?â Warren said in a low voice.
His movements were so gentle, but they felt so cold.
Warren continued, âAmelia, if I really owed you something at the beginning, I would have paid you off long ago. You donât need to think about undoing my hypnosis. I set the code words myself. No one can guess them except myself. If you want to undo my hypnosis, itâs actually very simple. I can just tell you the code words now.â
Ameliaâs eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Warren in a daze.
But Warrenâs next words destroyed all Ameliaâs hope. âItâs just that I wonât tell you. Iâwill never tell you. Now that I have made up my mind to bury this love for you, I wonât let it come back. Amelia, I donât love you. Donât waste your time.â
As Warren spoke, he released her cheek.
He sat back at his desk and continued to read his documents.
However, Amelia stood there in a daze. She was disappointed and didnât know what to do.
Even when Amelia walked out of Warrenâs study, she was still at a loss. What Warren had said before echoed in her mind.
It turned out that Warren could restore his previous feelings for Amelia at any time, but he just didnât want to!
Amelia couldnât help but think that what she did today must be ridiculous in Warrenâs eyes.
When Amelia went downstairs and was about to pass by Melissa, Melissa suddenly stopped and turned to Amelia, asking, âWhy did you come back?â
Hearing this, Amelia stopped and looked at Melissa.
âYou didnât come back when Mr. York was seriously ill after the operation and needed someone to take care of him most. You ignored him at that time. So why did you come back now? Mr. York is about to divorce you, but you still want the title of Mrs. York and refuse to let him go. Do you think the conditions for divorce are not good enough? Do you want to ask for more?â Melissa said.
Melissaâs expression and tone when she questioned Amelia were condescending as if she was the hostess of this villa.
Amelia said with a sullen face, âMelissa, do you think you have the right to judge the marriage between me and my husband? You are just a nurse who is only responsible for taking care of my husband during this period.â
âYouâ¦â Melissa was angry. Ameliaâs words annoyed her.
Melissa was indeed just a nurse now, but Amelia was still Mrs. York.
âI just feel sorry for Mr. York. How could he get married to a woman like you?â Melissa said angrily.
âSo do you want him to marry you?â Amelia asked. Her dark eyes looked at Melissa seriously as if she could see through Melissa.
Melissaâs face flushed all of a sudden. She didnât know how to answer Amelia.
Melissa pursed her red lips and didnât say a word. But when Amelia passed by her, she deliberately bumped into Ameliaâs shoulder.
âOh!â Amelia suddenly lost her balance and fell down the stairs. Her hands almost instinctively grabbed the handrails.
After falling several steps down, Amelia finally stabilized herself, feeling pain in her ankle.
Amelia gasped and looked up at Melissa above the stairs.
Melissa curled her lips with a disdainful expression and said casually with a smile, âYou should be careful when you walk down the stairs. If you really roll down the stairs all the way, you will get hurt seriously. Those who donât know the truth may think that it was me who pushed you down the stairs. I canât take the blame.â
Amelia said coldly, âIf I really fell down the stairs, you couldnât afford the consequence. I donât care what your purpose is, but youâd better not do this again. This is murder!â
It took Warren so much to make Amelia survive. She cherished her life more than anyone else.
Melissaâs face turned redder. âWhat murder? Donât say bullshit! It was because you hadnât stepped on the steps steadily that you fell down!â After that, Melissa left in a hurry with a guilty look.
Amelia pursed her lips and limped down the stairs. Then she sat down on a chair, rolled up her trouser leg and looked at her ankle.
As expected, her ankle was already red and swollen.
In this case, Amelia had to apply some medicine to her ankle. Otherwise, the swelling will be severe in a few days and Amelia wouldnât be able to walk at that time.
Therefore, Amelia asked a servant where the first aid kit was.
âWe donât have a first aid kit. If you need medicines, go find Melissa, but sheâs only responsible for taking care of Mr. York,â the servant said arrogantly.
These days, the servants had seen Warrenâs attitude towards Amelia.