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.

handed to Greta, who called out,

“Mom,” Emeke responded.

called out again.“Emelie”

“Mom, I’m here.”

scarf for you. Now, I want to knit gloves too.

it goes with the scard, Emelie said. “Mom, take your time. Don’t stress yourself out.”

quick,” Greta replied. “Mr. Peter gave me same camgren. When you come back, I’ll make you

made for Thanksgiving. It was still winter now, and Greta was really anxious. She was afraid she won’t make it until then.

rather skip the malasses 1 prefer using white sugar

healthier,” Greta

can be

a jar

tingled with a

her mother. Feeling more

just as she stepped into the hallway,

he came out to take a call or

reddened eyes and said coldly, “Are you that

she was already in tears. How had benever

But

a look. “Mr. Middleton, are

gave her a disdainful look. “Do you think

telling you, Mr. Middleton,

trying to intimidate

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