Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 174 Daphne Is Nothing

Patricia ended the call and freshened herself before knocking on the door of the room beside hers.

It wasn’t locked, so she could enter with a slight push.

She walked in and saw William on the couch with a bottle of whiskey on the table.

Raising an eyebrow, she asked, “You asked me here to drink with you? I even put on some makeup and sprayed some perfume. Look at my little dress! I thought you wanted

to have a romantic date.

William looked up and saw her messy hair and bare face. It didn’t even want to spire another glance at the thick jacket wrapping around her body.

Without saying a word, he took another sip of whiskey.

Patricia’s relationship with him was complicated.

She sat on another couch, crossing her legs. Propping her chin up with her hands, she looked at William.

“You’re in a bad mood. Why? Did Ms. Howen upset you? When I went down to eat, I saw you no chatting by the piano.”

William looked at her emotionlessly.

“Who is she to affect your emotions? Is it

sneered and said, “Daphne is really just a

what came over William for him to say

previous behavior toward Daphine, Patricia thought his attitude was more

secret that Daphne had always claimed she was new to love, that William was her first boyfriend,

completely exposed her lie, and the

unable to accept the reality. He reacted by blocking her, not answering her calls, and leaving on a business

so intense. It actually highlighted how much Daphne mattered

and said, “Still, if you’re really done with Ms. Bowen, Mr. Middleton Senior would be thrilled. Maybe you should take this opportunity to patch

devoid of emotion, his eyes distant and cold. They showed no trace of the conflict brewing within

because Emelle wasn’t willing to

lingers on her cheek, a sly smile spreading across her lips as an idea formed.

a playful grin. “Consider it a thank you for all your help these past

desk. “Hello, can you send a box of large condoms to room 1901? Yes, Mr. Middleton needs them. Please hurry.”

and was utterly puzzled. “What?”

winked at him: She put an index finger on her lips, signaling him to be quiet. “Shhh, you’ll

next day was a workday. To speed things up, the team

were assigned to

groups

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