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The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 1180

Chapter 1180 

“Mom, I need to attend to something else. I’ll take her with me first. She won’t be accompanying you for this meal,” Warren said as he left the room with Amelia. 

Lydia sat alone in the private room, her eyes seething with anger. Her son had excelled in every way, and she hadn’t needed to worry about him since his childhood. 

Nevertheless, when it came to matters of emotions, her son would become a mess. 

Now, he was deeply involved with Amelia. She feared that Warren might lose his life because of Amelia one day. 

“What an injustice! Such a terrible injustice!” Lydia sighed bitterly. 

At that moment, Warren whisked Amelia out of the club. Before Amelia could utter a word, she found herself being swiftly placed in the back seat of the car. 

“Warren!” Amelia exclaimed, “What are you doing? Where are you taking 

me?” 

“Since it’s mealtime, we are naturally going to grab a meal first,” Warren said before instructing the driver to start the car. 

The car gradually pulled away from the club, and Amelia attempted to free herself from Warren’s grip by twisting her wrist. 

“If I hadn’t appeared today, were you planning to accept my mother’s request and stay away from me forever?” he asked casually as his voice echoed in the car. 

Amelia’s body suddenly tensed. At that moment, a palpable sense of danger permeated the car, causing her hair to stand on end 

unconsciously. 

It felt as though if she gave the wrong answer to the question, the potential consequences would be more than she could handle. 

Amelia remained silent. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bring herself to utter the word “yes.” 

Warren suddenly leaned in, his face drawing close to Amelia’s cheek. “Since you’ve appeared in front of me and have chosen to become caught 

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up with me,” he declared, “it’s not up to you to decide if you never want to see me again!” 

Amelia’s heart trembled. 

After a considerable drive, the car pulled up at a restaurant. Warren helped Amelia out of the car and escorted her into the restaurant. 

A manager was already waiting for them. “Mr. York, will you be taking your usual seat?” 

“Yes,” Warren answered placidly. 

The manager led them respectfully to a relatively secluded table, surrounded by screens on three sides, ensuring privacy. 

Although the head of the York family had brought a pregnant woman to dinner, the manager naturally refrained from displaying inappropriate curiosity. However, his curiosity was exceptionally piqued at that moment! 

“Order whatever you want,” Warren said to Amelia. “Also, the oatmeal here is decent and easy to digest. You can order it.” 

“I’ve never dined here before, so I’m not sure what’s good. You can go ahead and place the order,” Amelia suggested. 

Warren gave Amelia a quick glance and placed the order. He opted for dishes with mild flavors, evidently to accommodate Amelia’s pregnancy. 

After a while, the dishes came one after another. 

A plate of shrimp was brought to the table. Amelia was about to start peeling them, but Warren spoke up first, saying, “I’ll do it.” 

After saying that, he naturally took the shrimp from her hand and began to peel it with his slender fingers. 

Amelia was momentarily taken aback. It reminded her of the times when they were in love, and he used to help her peel shrimp shells just like that. Back then, her heart had been brimming with joy and contentment. She had felt that her boyfriend was incredibly gentle and considerate, and he made her feel like the happiest woman in the world. 

However, at that time, she had been unaware that his gentleness and consideration were solely motivated by a desire for revenge. 

It was revenge for what her father had done to the York family. Since her 

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father was no longer around, she would bear the brunt of all his 

vengeance. 

“What about now? He is peeling shrimp for me again. Why is he doing this?” she wondered. 

He shouldn’t have any affection left for her, and now she was the one in need of a favor from him. What was his intent behind peeling the shrimp for her? 

When Warren finished peeling a shrimp, he put it into her bowl. She didn’t eat it for a long time and just stared at the peeled shrimp. 

“Won’t you eat it?” His voice sounded in her ear. 

She pursed her lips and took a deep breath. “Warren, do you want to take revenge?” 

He narrowed his eyes subconsciously and stared at her. 

“Is this your way of seeking revenge because I mercilessly broke up with you and wounded your pride before?” she inquired, gazing up at him. 

He said in a deep voice, “Do you think I’m trying to take revenge on you?” 

“You claim to have no feelings for me, yet you’re peeling shrimp for me,” she said with a bitter smile. “Your tenderness makes me question if you want me to fall in love with you, only to subject me to the same agonizing pain of loving someone who can’t be mine.” 

His face was cold. “So?” 

“If you’re seeking revenge against me, that’s fine,” she continued, “but I hope you can wait until the baby is safely delivered. As your mother suggested, if you’re willing to let Alicia go, for now, we can revisit the opportunity to bring her to justice later. If you agree to this… then you can exact your revenge on me as much as you please.” She spoke with a determined expression as if she were ready to stake everything on her proposal. 

Warren sneered coldly, “Amelia, you are so self-righteous!” 

Suddenly, he stood up and walked away, leaving Amelia alone at the table surrounded by the untouched dishes. 

She smiled bitterly. Perhaps now that things had reached that point, everything she said would be wrong. 

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