Chapter 650
“Of course, I trust her,” he responded with a cold demeanor. “She will be my wife and the one who
will be with me for the rest of my life. Who do I trust if not her?”
His words cut through her like a ruthless, sharp-edged sword.
She had believed that, no matter how harsh his words might be, she would have grown numb to
them. Yet, it turned out that even a simple statement like this could still inflict pain upon her.
“Warren, I’m begging you to find out if she has taken Aiden with her. That’s all I need to know. If not,
I’ll leave right away and stop bothering you,” she implored.
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“So I’m just supposed to do whatever you told me to? Amelia, who do you think you are?” Warren
retorted sarcastically.
Amelia’splexion turned ashen. She was at a loss for words, not knowing how to beg Warren for
help. Perhaps, even if she were to copse right in front of Warren, he wouldn’t bat an eye.
“Warren, I understand that we’re in a custody battle for Aiden, but the case hasn’t officially begun,
and the judgment hasn’t been rendered yet. At least, for now, please don’t take Aiden away from
me, okay?” She practically pleaded in the most humble tone.
Warren’s countenance remained stern. In the past, Amelia had been so resolute in front of him,
uttering ruthlessly cold statements as they should never cross paths again, and even tried piercing
her own abdomen with a shard of broken ss. But now, for the sake of her son, she was willing to
humble herself in this way.
“Just how many different sides of her which I haven’t seen before are there?” Warren wondered.
“Warren, please… I’m begging you,” Amelia implored. Her ck eyes welled up with tears.
At this moment, Amelia appeared as fragile as if one more blow would shatter herpletely. “What
if I kneel down? I’ll kneel before you. I’ll do anything you ask, as long as you let me have Aiden back
first. Please, let me have him, at least until thewsuit is settled…” Amelia was genuinely
considering kneeling down. On an impulse, Warren grabbed her hand.
“Enough!” Warren raised his voice sternly. For some inexplicable reason, he didn’t want to see
Amelia like this.
He retrieved his phone and dialed a number without dy. After a brief conversation over the
phone, he turned to Amelia and said, “Wait here for a while. You’ll receive an answer soon.”
“Okay. Okay. I’ll wait,” Amelia responded hastily. She then stood silently, patiently waiting. Warren
observed Amelia who was dressed in cheap attire. Her long hair was secured with a simple and
affordable hair tie. Herplexion had lost some of its former softness, and her hands, which hung
at her side, appeared rough and calloused, a stark contrast to the smooth hands he remembered
from the past.
Amelia was in this state because of Warren. If he had been willing to let Irene settle the matter out
of court and withdraw theint, she might never have spent three and a half years in prison,
and she certainly wouldn’t be in this condition now.
Warren couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t feel satisfaction at seeing her in this state, but rather
a deep sense of heartbreak.
Finally, Warren’s phone rang. Amelia jumped slightly and stared anxiously at the phone.
Warren picked up the phone, and after listening to the other party’s response, he ryed to Amelia,
“Irene didn’t take Aiden away.”
“She didn’t? If it wasn’t Irene, then who could have taken Aiden away?” Amelia wondered. She
couldn’t discern whether she was feeling relieved or more nervous.
“Thank you for checking for me,” she said, then turned around, preparing to leave.
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He suddenly seized her arm. “Do you even know where to go?”
“I don’t know, but I have to find him! The police will be searching as well,” she replied, her voice
filled with
urgency.
“He is my son as well, so his disappearance concerns me too!” Warren retorted coldly. “When and
where did he go missing?”
After obtaining crucial information, Warren swiftly issued orders to his subordinates over the phone,
instructing them to locate the whereabouts of his child.
For some reason, Amelia found herself feeling reassured as Warren took action to find their child.
“This is absurd. Warren is thest person I should trust,” she thought to herself.
Perhaps it was because she had been shouldering everything on her own for so long, and she was
simply exhausted. That was why even Warren’s involvement could provide her with a sense of
relief.
Suddenly, Amelia’s phone began to ring. She quickly picked it up and abruptly dashed out of the
office.
Almost instinctively, Warren followed her closely, tracking her steps all the way to the elevator.
“What’s happening?”
“It’s Aiden. They’ve found him. I’m heading to the hospital to pick him up!” Amelia hurriedly
exined. It was Rosalie on the phone who had informed her that Jonathan had helped locate
Aiden. Unfortunately, Aiden had been injured and was taken to the hospital.
“At the hospital?” Warren frowned and said, “I’ll go with you.”
“No need. I’ll…”
“Amelia, he’s my son too!” Warren asserted as he stepped into the elevator when the doors
opened.
Amelia bit her lip and followed him into the elevator.
Warren and Amelia headed to the hospital together. When Amelia saw her son, tears gushed out of
her
eyes.
She strode forward. “Where does it hurt? Tell Mommy!”
Yet, the little boy remained silent, reaching up to gently wipe away Amelia’s tears with his small
hand.
Rosalie exined, “Amelia, Aiden’s injury isn’t severe. It was just a typical kid’s scuffle. However,
during the fight, Aiden’s hearing aid got damaged. He was worried you’d be upset, so he tried to
repair it himself.”
However, the little guy didn’t realize that he couldn’t repair the hearing aid on his own.
Aiden appeared to understand what Rosalie was exining. He held the damaged hearing aid in
his small hand, ced it in front of Amelia, and then began using signnguage tomunicate his
thoughts.
Tears streamed down Amelia’s face as she also used signnguage tomunicate with Aiden.
Warren watched the mother and sonmunicate through signnguage, a sudden wave of pain
and sadness washing over him. This was his son, a child with impaired hearing.
During their signnguage conversation, Amelia’s tears flowed more profusely. Suddenly, she
raised her hand as if she could no longer bear the emotions. She clenched her fist and struck her
own chest hard. Aiden seemed startled, taking a step forward and grabbing Amelia’s hand firmly,
uttering inarticte sounds.
Amelia embraced her son and wept with anguish.
The heart-wrenching cries struck Warren deeply, leaving him feeling ufortable. He turned to
Rosalie and asked, “What’s happening? What are they saying?”
Warren felt an inexplicable sense of irritation. Not understanding signnguage, he had no way of
deciphering their conversation. As he watched Amelia who was crying so intensely, it seemed to
him as if Amelia had been pushed to the brink of despair.
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