Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 165 clingy

“Not yet,” Lyle replied.

“Have you tracked down that virtual number? William asked. He was referring to the one sending Daphne’s kissing photo.

“I’mstildiging Virtual numbers are a real headache, but I’m working on it.”

“Well, if you quit polting around in everyone else’s business and put that time into the search, you’d find everything.”

Lyle chuckled and muttered a curse under his breath.

Emelie slipped into the restroom to take the call “Hey, Ell”

“Emelle, are you find up right now? Elana’s voice sounded relaxed, not indicating any urgency

Emelte felt hertension dissipate. “Not really, what’s going on?”

“Mom finished knitting the scarf for you and wants to knit gloves too. She’s asking what color you’d like.”

Emelie was rebred. She chuckled, “Is Mom there with you now?

“Yeah, I’ll pass her the phone, so go ahead and chat Seriously, Mom’s getting more impatient by the day. I suggested we wait until tonight to ask you, but she wouldn’t hear of” Eliana sounded annoyed.

Greta’s voice came through the line, I don’t even know how much time I have lett. While I can still do things, need to make the most of it.”

Emere couldn’t help but feel a binge of sadness at those words.

phone was handed to Greta, who

“Mom,” Emeke responded.

out again.“Emelie”

“Mom, I’m here.”

for you. Now, I want to knit gloves too. What color

with the scard, Emelie said. “Mom, take your time.

too hard. I’ll it this afternoon. It’s quick,” Greta replied. “Mr. Peter gave me same camgren. When you come back, I’ll make

and Greta was really anxious.

but I’d rather skip the malasses 1 prefer using

are healthier,”

be a bit

use honey. Your dad got a jar from the local boekeeper,” Orrta

nose tingled with a

exchange, Emelle ended the call with her mother. Feeling more composed, she stepped out of

stepped into the hallway, she bumped

sure if he came out to

her reddened eyes and said coldly, “Are you that

tears. How had benever noticed she was this

But Willam, used to being obeyed, grabbed

are

disdainful look. “Do you think I’d let you slap me a

telling you, Mr. Middleton, that when pushed, I can

chuckled “Are you trying

you, Mr. Middleton? just a word from you, and someone’s lab mysteriously