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

a hint of amusement, reminiscent of when she asked about his fiancée last time. He spoke gently, “It was just a shallow bite. I’ll get a rabies

you sure it was

the bandage and show

need for that.”

you, too. Next time you decide to

Emelle

see what it looks like when someone gets shot dead. Aren’t you afraid of nightmares. or have you already had them?”

mall on the

that eating hard–boiled eggs

myth for children? You’re a university professor. It doesn’t seem quite appropriate for you to be making such unfounded statements.” “At

as if they were alone, completely disregarding William lying on the other bed. Witam observed as Emelle, who usually appeared guarded or cautious around him, now conversed cheerfully with another man just

called out sternly.

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

to be in the same hospital room as Mr. Middleton.

William’s lips quirked,

now, his earlier promise to delete the photos upon her discharge would