The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 1144

After saying this, the dagger in Warren’s hand flashed and cut into his neck.

Jasper laughed and said, “Good, good! Mr. York is genuinely smitten! But Amelia’s neck has two injuries. Why don’t you slash your neck once more?”

Warren pursed his thin lips. Suddenly, a second wound bloomed on his neck.

The tears in Amelia’s eyes finally fell. This man went on despite being aware of Jasper’s ulterior motives. What an idiot!

Wasn’t he a businessman? Shouldn’t he be adept at scheming? Why did he still…

Her tears made him panic slightly. “Stop crying! I’m not in pain.”

But the blood on his neck continued to pour.

“Warren, since you don’t feel pain, just cut your neck a little more to test how deep it has to be before you feel pain! If you don’t, I’ll cut this

woman’s neck!” Jasper shouted.

Warren raised his hand and continued to make a third wound to his neck.

The bright red blood made his face look increasingly pale.

“I won’t let you continue this, Warren!” Amelia shrieked. Her body ached increasingly.

It turned out that she would also be hurt if she saw him injured!

But it was useless. Her voice had no effect at all.

A fourth wound appeared on his neck,

“Warren, that’s enough! If you regret what you did to me, you’ve made up for it. It’s enough! Amelia sobbed hoarsely.

Warren met Amelia’s eyes. His lips curved up slightly. He said nothing. but his eyes seemed to tell her wordlessly that he did not regret anything.

Just because… He loved her!

Because he loved her, his life was hers to use at any time.

He could do anything as long as it could save her from being hurt. No matter how great the humiliation or torture was, it did not matter.

Jasper’s smile grew smugger as the number of wounds on Warren increased. He missed the glances exchanged between the two young me sitting beside him. Jasper forgot about Amelia. His grip on the dagger against her neck loosened slightly, and one of the men pounced at the chance to attack Jasper.

The other man pulled Amelia aside.

Warren and the police followed and rushed forward. Warren quickly embraced Amelia to shield her from harm.

The police swiftly subdued the three people.

The two young men exclaimed, “Officers, Mr. York, we’ve earned some merit, haven’t we? Mr. York hinted that our penalty might be lessened if we cooperate.”

“We’ll write it down, of course. The court will receive it as evidence,” a policeman said. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Another policeman came over with gauze and hurriedly halted Warren and Amelia’s bleeding.

Warren’s face was now ashen because he had been bleeding heavily. He appeared a little unsteady.

Amelia nervously asked the policeman who bandaged Warren, “Is his injury serious?”

“We’ll have to wait for the hospital’s examination to know for sure.” With that said, the police hurriedly helped Amelia and Warren get into the car.

In the car, Warren was still fretting about Amelia. “Are you… okay?” His voice was hoarse, and he struggled to say that one sentence.

Amelia shook her head, her tears still streaming.

Warren raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears. “Don’t cry… Don’t cry, Amelia. The danger’s over, promise you won’t ever experience this kind of event again.”

He mistook her tears for those of fear, but he did not know she was crying because her heart was aching.

Some time prior, she had begun to feel sorry for the harm he had suffered because of her.

“Why would you do such a thing, Warren? Why did you listen when Jasper told you to cut your neck? I’m… I’m not that important!”

“Your place in my heart is inconsequential. It’s not you who has the final say. It’s… It’s up to me,” he continued. “Besides, if I hadn’t done it, I’m afraid Jasper wouldn’t have let his guard down.”

“Stop talking. Speaking will make the bleeding from your wound eve harder to stop,” Amelia urged.

Because her neck was also hurt, Warren made a compromise. “Okay, I… I won’t speak, so you won’t either.”

Silence reigned in the car again.

Amelia and Warren’s hands were intertwined. It was hard to tell who was holding whose hand.

Numerous doubts swirled around in her mind. For example, when did Warren give a hint to Jasper’s men? Was it when one of them had handed him a dagger?

Also, if Jasper hadn’t gotten carried away and let down his guard, would Warren have continued to hurt himself and left more wounds on himself?

But her heart already had the response prepared.

Yes! He would!

She should have known long ago how much he valued her and cared for

her.

This man would die for her! That was why, despite the risks, he insisted on repeatedly drawing blood in the hospital to save it for her. That was why he would risk harming himself again and again to save her!

It was just that before, she had been deceiving herself. She forced herself to repeatedly suppress her emotions to end her feelings for him and conclude their relationship.

At this moment, looking at his increasingly pale face, Amelia only felt the indescribable pain in her heart getting stronger and stronger.

His hands became colder and colder, and his lips had even ned

grayish-white. Amelia was struck with a sudden fear. She was scared of what might happen to him and that he would no longer exist in this world after today.

Warren only felt that his body was growing colder, and his eyes were drooping more and more. He was so cold. He felt as if he couldn’t hold on any longer and was about to fall into a deep sleep.

At least Amelia was safe now.

At least he had done what he had promised. He… He protected her and their son.

So, he could sleep for a while… Just a while was fine…

Amelia and their child would be safe. That was good…

Warren’s eyes dimmed, and he finally blacked out. He never saw Amelia’s worried eyes or heard her exclaim despite the pain in her neck. “Warren!”