Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 123 Real or Fake

But no, Emelle couldn’t do that.

It was not an option.

She still had parents. She couldn’t abandon everything.

#you took my mother’s heart, stole her chance to live. That’s anondisputed fact. Because of you, I might lose Mom

“If you have even a shred of humanity left, you’d stop. What good does it do you by driving me to extremes?”

“An undeniable fact,” William repeated, mocking “You Insist on believing that”

Emelie wished she didn’t have to believe it.

But she believed it was as Daphne had told her today. That heart was now beating in Daphne’s father’s chest!

Samuel steadied her shoulders. Emelle was indeed trembling with anger.

He said in a deep voice, “I have a way to verify Ms. Hoven had been pregnant or had a miscarriage.”

All eyes tumed to him.

“It’s simple. Checking her pulse will make it clear.” Samuel continued.

“you can read pulses?” William’s tone was skeptical.

“He doubted Samuel’s capability and whether he’d cover for Emelie if she weren’t truthful.

Samuel replied calmly, “My brother, Nehemiah, is a renowned traditional medicine practitioner. Mr. Middleton, perhaps you’ve heard of him.

“I’ve learned pulse–talding from him. He praised my skills enough to suggest I could run a clinic myself.

me to diagnose if someone

Samuel’s hand

icy, but he didn’t say anything.

probably an implicit

to Emelie, “Trust me this

sighed deeply and followed him

intently for

motioned for her to offer her other

voice sounded hoarse today, Were

that from the pulse? Emelie got sick from

had a bad cough and

for William

William remained silent

well.” The hint of a smile faded from Samuel’s expression

blood. You miscarried

It has left your

of the surgery,

and addressed William. “Ms. Hoven miscarried three to four months ago.

a second opinion. But I am confident the result

on the couch, his

Hoven’s health. She’s fallen ill twice in just a week Now, with

if she lets up, she’ll fall

Middleton, as the saying goes, ‘to forgive is a sign of

still remained

the two, biting her lip anxiously.

William’s sleeve. “Mr. Middleton, my face hurts, Can you take me back to the

didn’t Indicate