Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 101 They Specifically Asked For Her

Emelie’s hometown was a town called Alderbrook

In recent years, with the vigorous development of tourism across the country, Alderbrook had transformed into a cultural town, attracting many tourists froCarrageenans could be used to make jellies, Chilling them in the refrigerator would make them a refreshing and cooling treat to eat in the

summer.

Emelie used to love eating jelly, and Greta would often go out to pick carrageenans to make it

But since she left home, she hadn’t had this jelly in years. m other places.

Overall, it was not considered backward.

Her home was in an alley where cars couldn’t enter. With two bags of stuff in hand, Emelie arrived at the gate of her house after being away for three years.

The gate was open. In such alleys, it was common for doors to be left open during the day without much concern for safety. Emelie hesitated about how to approach them, what expression to wear when she entered, and how to greet them.

Just as she was about to enter, someone came out of the house. She instinctively hid behind the wall

She stealthily peeked out and saw that it was her mother, Greta.

Greta was holding red seaweeds and washing them under the tap at the door. Emelie recognized them.

Those were carrageenans.

she was lost in thought,

washing the carrageenans, he was furious and kicked the basin.

that an

things? If you have so much free time, go find a way to make money. Don’t you

had no idea that

observed Greta.

just three years, Greta had indeed looked much older

small stool in a yellowed

them back in the basin while saying, “I

can. If I die, just burn me or bury me. It’s

If you die, it’s

me to live with guilt for the rest of my life? How can you

to call Emelie for money, but you never did! All you do is mess around with these worthless things!”

the carrageenans that Greta

to argue with him,

money? How dare you? Have you forgotten how we treated her back then?

her lips together,

the past, her heart ached, and her emotions were in

million dollars? Can’t you imagine what kind of 1 she’s living now? How can you still bear to

asked for

“Back then… Back then,