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.

William hadn’t

even getting

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

confrontation.

you really want to stick

you and want to support you. However, given the gravity of

Lying isn’t

of “lying isn’t in my nature implied she stood by

to frame Emelie.

meaning beneath her

she pressed further, “Did you really

your own eyes?”

to grow impatient. “How many times do

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

14 The Bet

in this incident. I failed to alert her, and she Interacted with the rope, so I should, also bear responsibility. Once Mr. Smith is conscious,

here,” William said, furrowing

ignored William’s interjection and focused on Daphne’s

uncover evidence proving you lied, Daphne, how will

fully grasping Emelie’s Intent until she proposed, “How about a

was her words that were

was palpable. “Have you had enough?

her gaze at Daphne. “Afraid to bet? Weren’t you confident in what

rising in the room while it was filled with the factory manager, colleagues,