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.”

going to let her?” Mona

making the latter bite her lip and open the

I’m getting

outside, the car drove off immediately. Mona cursed William for abandoning Emelie as

wished for his bankruptcy.

from her stomach or abdomen. The pain was so great

When she saw how deathly pale Emelie was, she

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 more and more anxious, unsure of what to

then, William’s car

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

William sv

the car and lifted Emelie in his

the front passenger seat, exclaiming,

car immediately

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

looked incredibly uneasy. She mumbled, “How much did Emelie drink exactly? Why

better care of

at Emelie, expression inscrutable. All of a sudden, he felt a sticky sensation on his hand. It seemed to have been

switched on the light

was blood