Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 216 I’m Here for You

Emelie wasn’t sure what they had been discussing earlier, but both of them suddenly tell silent.

She glanced at William and then shifted her gaze to Samuel, who was seated in the chair next to the bed. She tried to sit up, but with her left hand injured, she couldn’t support

herself on the mattress.

Samuel promptly stood up, placing his hand on her shoulder naturally and adjusting a pillow behind her waist to make her more comfortable. His demeanor had softened, and he asked gently, “How are you feeling? Is it painful?”

Emelie shook her head. “I took painkillers, so it doesn’t hurt much. Why did you come here? is Ms. Swanson seriously injured?”

Samuel responded, “The surgery went well. She’s still under anesthesia and hasn’t woken up yet. I’ve asked the nurse to monitor her closely in the room. I’ll be notified as soon as she wakes.”

Emelle frowned slightly. Samuel sensed that she wanted him to take care of Melanie instead of staying with her.

Before she could respond, he said, “Melanie’s room is on the same floor, just a few steps away. I wouldn’t feel right if I didn’t check on you.”

Emelie reluctantly set aside her initial words and instead asked, “I realize thaven’t asked you yet. Were you injured?”

When the dog chased after Melanie, Samuel was defenseless, which made it hard for him to avoid getting injured. Samuel shook his head to indicate that he hadn’t been harmed. However, he “accidentally” pushed his sleeve up a bit, and Emelie noticed the edge of a bandage. Pausing for a moment, she quickly rolled up his sleeve and saw the bandage wrapped around his forearm

said you weren’t injured! Emelie blurted out anxiously.

He spoke gently, “It was just a shallow bite. I’ll get

wasn’t entirely convinced. “Are you sure it was

unwrap the bandage and

for

Samuel gently squeezed Emelie’s hand. “And you, too. Next time you decide to play hero, make sure you

Emelle replied.

looks like when someone gets shot dead. Aren’t you afraid of nightmares. or have you

on the head.

that eating hard–boiled eggs

sighed resignedly. “Isn’t that just a myth for children? You’re a university professor. It doesn’t seem quite appropriate for

who usually appeared guarded or cautious around him, now conversed cheerfully with another man just three feet away

called

him, William’s expression was cold as he reached over to switch off the bedside lamp. “Ineed to rest. Don’t

same hospital room as Mr. Middleton. I’ll

willing to let her go. William’s lips quirked, devoid of a smile, “Ms. Haven, are

she left now, his earlier promise to delete the photos upon her