The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 491

Chapter 491 

“Amelia is that child’s mother,” he said in a deep voice. It was the last thing Irene wanted to hear. 

“She really has a child! Amelia had Warren’s child! And it’s a son! So, when Amelia said she was pregnant back then, it was true! She wasn’t lying to avoid being imprisoned!” she mused. 

Thinking about that, Irene was filled with resentment. When Amelia was still behind bars, she wished she had devised a plan to get rid of that kid. 

Concealing her jealousy, she asked, “She gave birth to your child?” 

“I’m sorry.” Warren apologized with guilt.. 

“There’s actually nothing to be sorry about. After all, I am unable to bear children. At the very least, you have a child who carries your bloodline. Warren, since you have a child with her, are you going to stay with her? It’s okay. I understand. If that is your choice…” Irene gently lowered her head, and her voice choked with sadness. 

Irene appeared to have said something sad that hurt her the most, and she was unable to continue. 

Warren raised his hand and pulled her into his embrace. “I won’t be with Amelia. I was just asking if you want to raise this child with me.” 

“C-Can I?” 

“What is preventing you from doing so? You are going to be my wife.” 

“But will Amelia agree?” Irene expressed her concerns. 

In Warren’s mind, he could still vividly see what happened that day, in which Amelia was clutching his arm and begging desperately. The next instant, he tightened his embrace around Irene. 

“Don’t think about it. Don’t think about Amelia anymore! The one I should repay with my life and love is Irene,” he mentally warned himself. 

“Whether she agrees or not, I will get custody of Aiden,” Warren declared. 

Hearing that, Irene leaned against Warren’s chest and softly said, “Warren, I will be a good mother and raise Aiden well.” 

Nonetheless, the hatred in her eyes at the time demonstrated that her words did not accurately reflect her true feelings. 

Rosalie and Lillian had a brief conversation about sending Aiden to kindergarten. When Lillian heard that, she immediately said, “I’ll check if anyone I know is connected to those working at kindergarten and see if there’s any way to help.” 

“Thank you,” Rosalie replied. 

“Oh, no big deal. By the way, I would love to meet that child if the opportunity arises,” Lillian said. Although she had never met Amelia or Aiden, she had heard many positive things about them from Rosalie. 

From what Rosalie said about Aiden, Lillian regarded Aiden as a child prodigy who could quickly learn language and even 

tongue twisters even though Aiden was deaf. 

recite 

After all, quite a few four-year-olds were still having difficulty speaking coherently, and singing a song was even more difficult. 

When Lillian listened to a recording of Aiden reciting a tongue twister Rosalie had shared, she could not believe that a deaf child who had only been learning language for a year could achieve such a feat. 

“Sure, I’ll bring Aiden to meet you sometime.” Rosalie smiled. 

After finishing the call, Lillian asked around among her friends and colleagues. She discovered two colleagues who happened to have relatives who worked at a kindergarten. However, after learning that Aiden was deaf, they politely declined to assist. 

Their reasons for refusing were essentially the same, stating that Aiden was different from other children and that caring for him in class might be difficult. Furthermore, he might struggle to integrate with the other children. 

Even though Aiden had hearing aids and could speak, Lillian realized that enrolling a deaf child in a regular kindergarten was more challenging than she had anticipated. 

During her dinner with Callum that evening, Lillian became unusually attentive, serving him coffee, handing him dishes, and serving him soup. Callum was perplexed by her actions as he fixed his beautiful eyes on her. 

“Why are you staring at me?” She felt a bit uneasy under his intense gaze. 

Callum didn’t beat around the bush and directly asked, “Have you done anything wrong?” 

Callum reasoned that if he asked more indirectly, she might not understand. 

After hearing that, Lillian nearly choked on her own saliva. 

“I did not do anything wrong!” Lillian retorted, surprised that he would even think of that. 

“Really? Did you steal another man’s clothes again? Or secretly buy some gay comic books? Or perhaps you’ve bought tickets to a male idol’s concert and plan to go without telling me?” Callum continued to be suspicious. 

Lillian started to perspire as Callum barraged her with inquiries. In fact, she had done all of those things before. 

“Can’t you put a little faith in me? Besides, I simply appreciate the things you mentioned earlier. That’s right. I just appreciate them; there are no other special feelings.” Under his gaze, her voice became quieter, and she quickly concluded, “I promise I have not done any of the things you mentioned.”