Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 37 Have A Child

William wasn’t a promiscuous man. At the very least, Emelie had been the only woman he’d ever been with during the three years she worked for him.

So right now, William could only seek her out when he couldn’t get released from Daphne out of respect for Daphne’s traditional values.

Emelie recalled how William had praised Daphne for being well–raised when he was talking about her

values the other day.

Emelie wasn’t as “well–raised” as Daphne was. Emelie wouldn’t have slept with and stayed by William’s side for three years in an ambiguous relationship with him otherwise, and ultimately being tossed aside by William like a used doll.

It was a good thing Emelie left him earlier so she didn’t get in the way of him having a family of his own.

At the thought of family, Emelie placed a hand on her abdomen, tears welling in her eyes as sadness

overwhelmed her.

“Be careful on the way home. Get some rest,” William said to Daphne after dropping her off in her neighborhood like usual.

Daphne nodded and unbuckled her seatbelt before opening the door. The moment she took a step

outside, she turned back to William, biting her lip. “Can you walk me home, Mr. Middleton? One of the streetlights outside my house is spoiled, so it’s dark there.”

William was somewhat distracted. “Is that all you want me to do?”

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Daphne blushed. “It’s so late already. You’ll be exhausted by the time you reach home. Why don’t you stay

the night.

be more

your mother raised you not to

marry me, Mr. Middleton? There’s no reason not to be intimate if that’s the

continued gazing quietly at Daphne until she

it known to William that she wasn’t the

loved it when women played hard

if she didn’t take the next step with William tonight, she’d no longer be able to be close to him, even though he’d said he’d marry

“Mr. Middleton, I…”

inside. Use your phone’s torchlight if it’s too dark. I’ll

tomorrow,” William said flatly.

out of the car, shutting the door

He opened the car window and smoked a cigarette to

attended Troy’s party earlier. William

been to the party because he genuinely disliked events like

a

“Sure. Westward?”

“Alright.”

his friends were regulars of Westward Club, founded by some of his

him. William sat down alone on a couch when he arrived. All the hostesses knew William’s ground rule, so none dared to flirt with him as

topped up his glass once

coming back soon, right? He’s been gone for more than

“Probably,” William replied dryly.

know all about what happened at the party earlier. Who are you

Dad, Troy, or Emelie?”

a look. “Did