Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 14 The Bet of a Slap

“Ouch!” Daphne let out a soft scream as the nurse was disinfecting her wound.

William immediately approached and asked, “How was it?”

“It’s just a scratch, I’m fine,” Daphne replied.

She then showed concern for him. “Mr. Middleton, how about your shoulder? Does it hurt? You should really get it checked by a doctor.”

William had injured his shoulder while shielding Daphne from being hit by the boat’s edge.

“It’s fine,” William said indifferently.

He carefully instructed upon seeing Daphne’s palm, “Avoid getting the wound wet before it heals to

prevent infection. I’ll arrange for a caretaker to look after you.”

“I’m capable of taking care of myself. You shouldn’t always treat me like a child who knows nothing.” Daphne said.

As Emelie watched their intimate interaction, her growing exhaustion and disillusionment finally crashed

over her like a wave, leaving her submerged in resignation.

Everything she had done was pointless.

Emelie silently shifted her injured leg off the bed and attempted to stand, the sharp pain shooting from

her foot to her heart.

had nearly been crippled, yet William hadn’t shown her

even getting assigned someone to take care

expressionless smile and decided she couldn’t bear it any longer. It was time for

confrontation.

really want to stick

respected you and want to support you.

isn’t in

in my nature implied she stood by

to frame Emelie.

understood the meaning

sought a direct answer, so she pressed further, “Did you really see me touch the rope

your own eyes?”

first to grow impatient. “How

him softly. “Please, Mr. Middleton, calm down. Ms. Hoven is merely seeking confirmation from

14 The Bet of

her, and she Interacted with the rope, so I should, also bear responsibility. Once Mr. Smith is

here,” William

William’s interjection and focused on

evidence proving you lied,

until she proposed, “How about

her words that were

“Have you had enough? Do you want

gaze at Daphne. “Afraid to bet? Weren’t you confident in what you saw? Or are you admitting to

filled with the factory manager,