Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 166

Chapter 166 Kidnapped

William’s voice turned slightly cold. “Jayden ordered all the specialty dishes from Wimstour City. They’re heavy on oll and spice. Can you handle that?”

nelle couldn’t handle it, which was why she barely touched her food. But why was he so concerned anyway?

Willan wasted no time and made a call. “Send some lighter dishes to private room 888. We’ll need them in ten minutes.”

Emelie couldn’t help but stare at him. Was he deliberately arranging food for her?

“Mr.Middleton, you truly know how to surprise me,” she said. He was even more unpredictable than she had imagined.

After their argument last night, it was unexpected for him to suddenly show concern about whether she could eat or not.

Willam shot her a glance. “No need to be surprised. You have to stay alive to answer my questions.”

It became clear that there was a motive behind his actions.

Emelle couldn’t move, so she gave up and sat at the table while holding her stomach.

The private dining room in the high–end hotel exuded an indescribable yet delightful fragrance.

William didn’t waste any time. Regardless of whether she had recovered or not, the questions kept coming. “How did the miscarriage happen?”

we go again,”

are you suddenly

give you permission to interrogate me?

seconds, she

frowned quickly. “What?”

was kidnapped. The kidnappers wanted ransom. I tried calling you, Mr. Middleton, but you hung up on me. So, they pushed me onto the read, and 1 got hit by a car.”

visibly. Then, his expression grew cold as he stared at Emelie’s

spoke again, his voice colder, “That’s impossible. I never hung up

Middleton, don’t act like I’m so

you that I never hung up on your calls,”

out a sigh. ”

William, Emelie was like a thorn on the rose. Though seemingly obedient, every wood she spoke was like a prick

her. “Emele, you’re playing games with me”

bellow

blame for the merge onto

commands aren’t as effective as

knock at the door. The food indeed came right on

vinaigrette dressing, and assorted fruit slices, all light and suitable for someone with gastric pain “Mr. Middleton, are you eating?” she

and her gastric pain was acting up. But

clicked on it absentmindedly, forgetting her phone’s

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