The Ceo’s Convict Wife

The next moment, Warren said, “You go out too. I want to have dinner alone.”

Melissa was stunned and said, “But…”

“What?” Warren’s cold eyes glanced at Melissa, which made her swallow the rest of her words.

“I see. I’ll go out now.” Melissa lowered her eyes and left the room obediently.

At that moment, Melissa suddenly felt as if she had been seen through by Warren. A fearful feeling sprang up.

“I must think too much,” Melissa said to herself in her heart.

In the next few days, Warren never had meals with Amelia. The servants who were respectful to Amelia gradually became less respectful to her.

Some servants heard that Warren was going to divorce Amelia, but Amelia refused. So she came here, trying to win Warren’s heart. As more people knew about this, they became more negligent towards Amelia.

But Amelia didn’t care about their attitudes. She only cared about Warren.

But these days, Amelia had few chances to see Warren.

Walking out of the room, Amelia walked towards the courtyard of the villa. There was a large courtyard with many osmanthus trees planted it. It was time to smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Amelia remembered what she had said to Warren before. She hoped that one day, the house they lived in would be surrounded by osmanthus fragrance.

At that time, they had just watched a movie together. The male and female lead came to know each other because of the osmanthus tree. In that film, the osmanthus tree was a symbol, so Amelia fell in love with this tree ever after.

And now, the courtyard of this villa was also filled with osmanthus trees. Was it because Amelia once said that she liked the aroma of osmanthus?

These trees should be at least five years old.

Since Amelia found that the courtyard of the villa was full of osmanthus trees, she would come here every afternoon.

The smell of the osmanthus flowers could make Amelia feel better.

But today, to Amelia’s surprise, she saw Warren in the courtyard.

At this moment, Warren was lying on a recliner. He closed his eyes and the breeze gently brushed his forehead, revealing his forehead.

Amelia approached Warren, but he didn’t open his eyes.

Did he fall asleep? Amelia guessed.

With his eyes closed, Warren was a little less indifferent and more quiet. His long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes. The high bridge of his nose and sexy thin lips made him look so handsome. But his face looked a little haggard, pale and thin.

Warren’s illness was all because of Amelia!

Thinking of this, Amelia felt her heart suddenly sink. Then she looked at his chest.

Now Warren was just wearing a shirt.

The first few buttons of his shirt were not fastened, so the collar of the shirt was loose, vaguely revealing his chest.

How was Warren’s wound? Did he gradually recover like her? Had hi wound healed?

After all, the doctor had said that the recovery of wounds varied from

person to person.

Amelia couldn’t help but gently raise her hand and stretch it towards Warren’s chest, trying to see his wound.

Even if Amelia knew that Warren was taken care of by doctors and nurses and his wound must have recovered, she still had an urge to take a look at

Amelia told herself that she would only take one look at Warren’s wound.

She said so to herself and began to unbutton Warren’s shirt until she could gently pull open his shirt and see his right lower rib.

There was a ferocious wound in that position.

Tears suddenly welled up in Amelia’s eyes. After Warren donated his liver to Amelia for the first time, she hadn’t really seen his scar clearly.

Even if they had accidentally slept together, the room was dark at that time, and Amelia struggled desperately. She never had a chance to look at Warren’s scar.

Later, Warren was admitted to the hospital to save Amelia. His body was wrapped with gauze, so she never saw his scar.

Now, Amelia finally saw it.

The surgical wound of the second liver transplant was in the same place as the first surgical scar. The wound was cut open again.

Warren suffered two operations in the same position of his body, and the scar became more obvious than the first time.

And now the wound…

“Have you seen it enough? When did my body make you so attracted?” A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded.

Amelia was stunned for a moment before she realized that Warren had opened his eyes.

“I… I just wanted to see your wound,” Amelia explained in a hurry.

“Wound? What’s so good about the wound? If you really want to win the three-month bet, you’d better try to seduce me. Maybe it will work,” Warren said.

Amelia’s face suddenly turned red and she said, “I… I never think about that.”

“Haven’t you thought about winning our bet?” Warren said with sarcasm.

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“Really?” Warren’s hand suddenly touched Amelia’s and he pulled her closer. The next moment, Amelia leaned against Warren’s body. It seemed like most of her body was on Warren’s.

“What… What are you going to do?” Amelia asked. She could smell Warren’s breath, which made her heartbeat suddenly accelerate. She even stuttered.

“You said you never thought about it, but you made a bet with me for three months. Don’t you think you’re very self-contradictory? Amelia, you’re not a child anymore. Don’t you know what it means for a woman to unbutton a man’s shirt?” Warren stared at Amelia and said.

Amelia pressed her red lips tightly and didn’t say anything for a moment.

“Unfortunately, even if you really want to seduce me, I’m not interested in you at all. Now you’re over me, but I don’t feel anything. The three-month bet is just a waste of time!” Warren added coldly.

His words undoubtedly meant to humiliate Amelia.

Her face turned pale from red, and she said with some difficulty, “I don’t think I am wasting time. I just want to win myself a chance.”

“To win a chance? Is that the reason you unbuttoned my shirt? Since when did you like to do such a thing?” Warren asked.

“I said that I just wanted to see your wound. I just wanted to know how well you have recovered from the operation,” Amelia said.