The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 730

Chapter 730 

Upon hearing his words, Amelia remained remarkably composed, as if she had merely heard an inconsequential remark. “Have you finished? If you have, please step aside. I want to take my son home.” 

“Amelia, I understand you don’t want to see me. I-I’ve been trying to stay out of your way, but I beg you, please don’t reject me. At the very least, don’t reject my liver. If you don’t undergo the operation soon, the consequences could be dire…” 

“Shut up!” Amelia suddenly interrupted Warren, and her eyes darted nervously toward her son. She feared that Aiden might overhear the conversation and learn about her illness. 

Normally, she would deliberately keep her distance from her son when taking her medicine, not wanting the little guy to discover the grave disease that would soon claim her life. 

She didn’t want her son to bear the weight of her illness during the limited time. they had left together. 

Witnessing Amelia’s emotional state, Warren immediately grasped that Aiden remained unaware of his mother’s illness. 

“Mommy, do you have an illness that requires an operation?” Aiden blinked, his confusion evident in his innocent inquiry. 

“It’s nothing. I’m perfectly healthy,” Amelia said. 

However, fate had other plans. Right after she uttered those words, the pain in her liver flared up once again. 

She endured the pain, determined to get her son home as swiftly as possible so that she could secretly have some painkillers. 

“Aiden, let’s go,” Amelia said, fighting to keep her voice steady. She held her son’s hand tightly and was preparing to leave. 

Suddenly, a large hand gripped Amelia’s arm tightly. “Are you in pain again?” Warren asked urgently. 

Amelia frowned and attempted to pull her arm away from Warren’s grip. “Let go of me.” 

“Tell me, are you in pain again?” he pressed. His determination to get an answer was evident in his tone. 

He understood that the more frequently she experienced such pain, the more serious her condition could become. “No, I’ll take you to the hospital now,” he insisted. 

“Warren, can’t you stop? I don’t need to go to any hospital. I…” The pain intensified as Warren pulled her, and Amelia couldn’t finish her sentence as the pain made it difficult for her to speak. 

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Upon seeing what was currently transpiring between his parents, Aiden recalled the scene in the small park, where his father had pulled his mother in a similar manner. The memory haunted him, especially since the last time this had happened, he had later found his mother in the hospital with a scraped forehead and bleeding. 

“Release Mommy! I won’t allow you to take her away.” Aiden’s small frame stiffened like a determined young lion, prepared to protect his mother at all costs. Warren tried to explain, “Aiden, I have to take your mother to the hospital. I promise I won’t hurt her! She is sick, so her body’s in pain right now.” 

The little boy finally noticed something was wrong with his mother. Her face appeared unusually pale, and her forehead was covered in sweat. 

Additionally, he observed his mother’s body was hunched, and her hands clutched her upper waist. Her teeth seemed to be chattering as well. 

The little boy’s expression suddenly became distressed. “Mommy! Mommy!” 

Amelia wanted to assure her child that she was fine, but now it seemed that she couldn’t even speak. 

At this point, Warren couldn’t be bothered by anything else. He swiftly lifted Amelia into his arms and said to Aiden, “Come with me. We’re taking Mommy to the hospital. You don’t want Mommy to be in pain like this, do you?” 

The little boy remained silent but followed Warren closely. 

Upon reaching the car, Warren gently settled Amelia into the passenger seat while Aiden silently made his way to the back seat. 

The little boy’s eyes, strikingly similar to Amelia’s, were glued to her with anxious concern through the gap between the seats. He kept repeating, “Mommy, you’ll be fine soon. The pain will stop soon. When you get to the hospital, the doctors will take care of you, Mommy. You won’t be in pain anymore by then!” 

Amelia finally managed to breathe a little easier. She forced a smile, not wanting the child to worry too much about her. “I’m fine… It won’t hurt anymore in a bit…” she assured. 

Watching their interaction, a bitter pang pierced Warren’s heart. He then pressed down on the accelerator, driving swiftly toward the hospital. 

During the journey to the hospital, he observed her grimacing in pain, yet she bravely gritted her teeth to stifle any cries, determined not to alarm the child further. 

Suddenly, he recalled a time when she had accidentally fallen which caused her ankles to swell, yet she hadn’t uttered a word to him. It was only when he escorted her home and noticed her slow gait that he discovered her injury. 

Back then, her ankles had already turned a shade of purple and were badly swollen. 

“Why didn’t you tell me when you got hurt?” He had asked her back then. 

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But she stuck out her tongue and replied. “I didn’t want you to worry about me! It’s really nothing. I’ll be fine after spraying some anti-swelling spray when I get home.” 

She was that kind of person-reluctant to burden others with her worries and enduring all pain silently and alone.