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.

to Greta, who called out,

“Mom,” Emeke responded.

out again.“Emelie”

“Mom, I’m here.”

knitting the scarf for you. Now, I want

scard, Emelie said. “Mom, take

pushing 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 you some jelly”

was still winter now, and Greta was really anxious. She was

throat tightened, “okay, but I’d rather skip the malasses

are healthier,” Greta insisted.

molasses can be a bit bitter.”

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

tingled with a

her mother. Feeling more composed,

as she stepped into the hallway, she bumped into

came out to take a call

glanced at her reddened eyes and said coldly, “Are you that

and she was already in tears. How had benever noticed she was this

and just tried to walk away. But Willam, used to being obeyed, grabbed her hand firmle

are you planning to get physical

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

remember telling you, Mr. Middleton,

chuckled “Are you trying to

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