Chapter 1365
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
âNo, these are enough,â said Warren.
âYou have to take medicine before eating. Iâll get you a cup of warm water,â said Amelia. Then she stood up and left. After a while, she brought a glass of warm water. Then she took out the medicine from her bag and handed it to Warren.
Warren swallowed the medicine with water. Then Amelia said, âSit here for a while. Iâll take a look at their message wall.â
Warren frowned. As soon as they walked in, he saw that message wall at once. There were many small pieces of paper on it, each with a sentence or a drawing on it. Most of them were left by customers. The restaurant took this as a unique feature.
But Warren was not interested in this kind of thing.
He watched Amelia walk to the message wall. She seemed to be seriously looking at those messages on the wall.
In Warrenâs memory, he vaguely remembered that when they came here back then, Amelia had also written a message note. At that time, Warren was curious about what she wrote, but she refused to tell him and only said that she would tell him in the future.
Warren thought, âFuture⦠Thereâs no future between us.â
Warren sneered.
Then he saw Amelia bend down and hold a pen. It seemed that she was writing something.
Warren thought, âIs she writing that kind of message note again? So⦠boring.â Warren curled his lips and then stopped looking at Amelia.
After a while, Amelia returned to the table, and the waiters started to serve the dishes one after another.
âAlright, letâs enjoy our lunch,â said Amelia. Then she lowered her head and started to eat.
But Warren didnât move. Instead, he suddenly asked, âWhy did you me in the church?â
Amelia paused. She hesitated for a while and then said, âDo I need a reason to kiss you?â
âWhy not?â Warren asked.
Then Amelia said, âIf you think that there must be a reason for it, maybe itâs because the atmosphere in the church was too good at that moment so I failed to control myself.â
âYou failed to control yourself?â Warren narrowed his eyes slightly.
Amelia smiled softly, âWarren, you think youâre not charming enough to let me lose control of myself?â
Warren pursed his lips awkwardly. âThis joke is not funny.â
âIâm not joking. We are a couple now. Isnât it normal for the wife to lose control of herself and kiss her husband?â said Amelia.
Warren glared at Amelia. âAmelia, what tricks are you gonna do? Iâm telling you, no matter what tricks youâre gonna do, it wonât work. You have to sign the divorce agreement when today is over!â
âI know. Donât worry, I wonât go back on my word,â said Amelia. âI jus answered your question seriously. At that moment, I lost control of myself.â
Amelia looked into Warrenâs eyes and confessed her feelings without dodging.
After a while, Warren looked away, picked up his fork and started to eat.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Ameliaâs eyes. In fact, in the church, she wanted to treat that kiss as their wedding kiss.
Amelia fantasized that it was they who were holding a wedding in the church at that moment. And when she kissed Warren, she also murmured in her mind, âI do.â
But Warren wouldnât know about it, and there was no need for Amelia to say that.
Amelia lowered her head and continued to eat.
It was really silent. They didnât say anything until they finished eating. Amelia tried to force out a smile. âWell, weâre done eating. Pay the bill, honey.â
Hearing Amelia call him honey, Warrenâs heart trembled for a second. He suppressed the strange feeling, called a waiter and then paid the bill.
Amelia continued to say with a smile, Now letâs go to the cinema. Iâve bought the tickets for a movie thatâll be on one hour later. Weâll be there at the right time if we walk there, and we can also digest the lunch we just ate.â
âLead the way, then.â Warren got up and walked out of the restaurant.
Amelia hurriedly caught up with Warren and took the initiative to hold his hand. âWarren, can you smile? I havenât seen you smile today.â
Warren looked at Amelia coldly. âI only promised to accompany you for one day today, but I didnât say that I would smile while doing that.â
âBut no matter whether you smile or not, you still have to stay with me for one day. Wonât it be better if you can smile?â Amelia didnât want to see him indifferent all the time when she recalled today afterward.
âThatâs not necessary, Amelia. Donât push your luck,â said Warren.
Amelia paused. What Warren said was like a sharp sword hacked her heart, making her so painful.
Amelia thought, âIt turns out that itâs already hard for me to see Warrenâs smile, and weâre already so far apart from each other. I was just unwilling to admit it before. Iâve always fantasized that he would still have some feelings for me, after all.â
âI see. Letâs go,â Amelia said in a low voice and then took Warren to walk towards the cinema.
Watching the smile gradually disappear from Ameliaâs face, Warren felt slightly suffocated. His body seemed to be condemning himself as if he had done something wrong just now.
âI didnât do anything wrong!â Warren said to himself in his mind.
Warren thought, âI donât need to smile at Amelia, and I donât care about how she thinks about it. After today, weâll only be the parents of our kids. We wonât have any other relationships except for that.â
The movie Amelia bought to watch was a romantic comedy. When they watched the movie, all the people around were laughing, but Warren didnât want to laugh at all.
All his attention was fixed on the slender hand that was holding his right hand tightly Since they came in and sat down, Amelia had been holding Warrenâs hand like this.
Warren could still bear it when they walked on the road hand in hand, but his feelings became more clear when they sat and held hands in such a dark environment.
Especially when Ameliaâs fingers moved and her fingertips touched his palm from time to time, Warrenâs whole body stiffened. His blood all over his body seemed to be rushing to his hand, and the instinct of his body seemed to be eager for more touches from Amelia.
When Ameliaâs hand moved again and held his hand tighter, Warren suddenly moved his hand and wanted to withdraw it.
âDonât!â Amelia shouted in a low voice and then held Warrenâs hand tighter, as if she was really afraid that he would withdraw it. âLet me hold it for a while more, okay?â
Warren pursed his lips hard and hesitated. Then his phone suddenly vibrated. The next moment, he still withdrew his hand hard and took out the phone. Then he walked out of the room hastily.