Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 27 Emelle’s Miscarriage

The driver knew William’s principles, so the driver silently pressed a button to close the car windows, preventing Mona and Daphne from eavesdropping further.

Emelle retracted her hand and said, “I couldn’t trouble you, Mr. Middleton.”

William replied just as coldly. “And how much trouble have you caused for me in the past?”

Emelie didn’t think she had at all, but right now, she had no energy to argue with William. “Regardless, this is inappropriate for our current relationship.”

William scoffed lightly. “What relationship?”

Emelie felt exhausted. Daphne didn’t want her to be in William’s presence? Well, so did Emelie herself. Being in the same place as him felt suffocating to Emelle.

Emelie said, “I still feel like throwing up, Mr. Middleton. I don’t want to ride in your car anymore. This place isn’t far from where we live, so I can just walk back. Please drop Mona off at our residence if it’s no trouble.”

William didn’t know how to sweet talk, and his patience had run thin. “So, are you getting in the car or not?

“No, I don’t.”

William then returned to his car and told the driver to continue driving.

Mona was taken aback. “But Emelie hasn’t gotten in yet!”

“She insisted on walking back by herself.”

you’re just going to let her?” Mona

mirror, making the latter bite

I’m getting

William for abandoning Emelie as soon as

wished for his bankruptcy.

longer figure out whether the pain she felt was from her stomach or abdomen. The pain was so great

over to support Emelie. When she saw how

off at the hospital, but would there even be taxis at this hour at night? Mona then opened up her taxi booking app, but there were no local landmarks to pinpoint their location. She was growing

car suddenly turned

couldn’t waste any more time even though she had just cussed William out. She cried out, “Mr. Middleton! Please save Emelie! She can’t take

William sv

got out of the car and lifted Emelie in his

exclaiming, “Hurry up and

immediately

at this point. She leaned weakly against William’s shoulder, hand

mumbled, “How much did Emelie drink exactly? Why

care

sudden, he felt a sticky sensation on his hand. It seemed to have been

and he switched on

blood staining