The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 1111

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He and Amelia shared a rare blood type of which there was very little inventory in the hospital. 

As he did not know how much danger Amelia would be in when she delivered the baby, that was all he could do at the moment. 

His blood and his liver were all he could provide. 

“Understood, Mr. York,” the doctor answered. 

Warren closed his eyes slowly after the doctor and nurse left the ward with the bag of 13 ounces of blood. He remembered that day by the operating table; Amelia had looked at him with disdain as if the sight of him sickened her. 

If he had not done that, he wondered if it would be possible for him and her to get back together. 

After all, her attitude toward him had become less hostile with time. 

However, if he had not done that then, he would not have known how unshakeable her determination to bring the child into the world was. 

“It’s always me who messes up everything between us. Why do I always do that?” he wondered. “I used to back then, and I still do now.” 

Soon, it was time for Amelia’s prenatal follow-up. After her son went to school that morning, she took her purse as she planned to go to the hospital. 

When she left her concession stand, she caught sight of Warren’s car parked at the entrance. He was standing beside it as if waiting for her. 

Amelia turned away, acting as if she had not seen Warren in an attempt to avoid him. 

However, Warren rushed over and grabbed Amelia by the arm. “Let me take you to the hospital. It’s your follow-up today. I’m just giving you a ride, nothing else.” 

Amelia tried to yank her arm back but to no avail. 

“Let go of me, Warren!” Amelia protested. “I made it clear that day. We’ve had enough of each other. Please, leave me alone!” 

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A mixture of pain and helplessness flashed across Warren’s face. “I… I just wanted to pick you up, in case you run into danger along the way.” 

Amelia gave a sudden bitter smile. “Danger? You are the biggest threat to my safety! Do you think I would ever dare get in your car again? You had somebody hold me down on the operating table the last time you gave me a ride. Are you going to take me back to that place and order me how to behave? I am a human being, but I don’t even have control over my own body, which is subjected to your orders!” 

Every word she hurled at him seemed to stab him like a sword. 

By the time she had concluded her tirade, he was a wreck. 

“I won’t do anything of that sort. It will never happen again. Will you trust me, please?” he begged. 

Her smile became a leer. “How am I supposed to believe you? What’s more,” here, she paused and stared at her arm in his clutches. “I can’t hide how my body reacts.” 

He gave a start; he had only just realized that her arm was trembling. 

The arm he was holding had been trembling the entire time as if wordlessly expressing the resistance and fear within her. 

Warren froze. “It appears that things between us have evolved to such an irremediable extent without me realizing it,” he realized inwardly. 

“You and I are not suited for each other, Warren. I just want to bring this child into the world. Please let me live in peace and leave me alone,” she pleaded. 

All of a sudden, he turned pale. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something but ultimately, he remained silent. His grip holding her arm, too, loosened without him realizing it. 

Amelia scurried off at once, leaving Warren to stare at the 

fast-disappearing figure in a daze. His heart seared with pain as though it was mocking his stupidity. 

Amelia walked to the bus station and waited for the bus. Not long after, a car stopped in front of her. The driver emerged and addressed Amelia, “Hello, Ms. Haab. Mr. York sent me. He asked me to pick you up and send you to the hospital.” 

“No thanks,” Amelia refused. “I’m waiting for the bus. It’s very convenient.” 

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The man looked embarrassed. “But… Mr. York ordered me to take you to the hospital. He is worried it would be too crowded and bad for 

you and your unborn child if you took a bus. You could sympathize with me; it isn’t convenient for me to park here lest the bus arrives.” 

Just then, a bus came into view in the distance. Traffic congestion would result if the car remained there. 

Biting her lip, Amelia ultimately decided to get in. 

The driver immediately drove toward the hospital. 

Fifteen minutes later, Amelia got off and entered the building the car ground to a halt outside the entrance of the Women’s Health Hospital. She did not notice Warren standing not far away, who followed her in. Striding behind her, he watched her through the crowd in the hospital. 

Amelia was scheduled for an appointment with the specialist clinic at the hospital. After she took her number, a nurse escorted her directly to the VIP clinic. 

“My appointment is with a regular specialist,” Amelia protested.