Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 217 Rattled

Emelle chuckled suddenly, “I don’t like hard–boiled eggs. How about scrambled ones instead?!

William snorted in amusement. Samuel was momentarily taken aback. Then, he called out, “Emelie.”

“Eve already said I’m fine several times, Mr. Swanson. Why won’t you believe me? It’s like you’re hoping something’s wrong.” Emelie paused to consider.

“Should I write you a guarantee just to promise you I’m okay?” She refused to say it, leaving Samuel at a loss.

Emelle insisted he go check on Melanie. Samuel hesitated for a few minutes, then sighed as he rose to leave.

“I’ll bring you dinner tonight. Scrambled eggs, right? Got it”

“Thanks.”

The moment Samoel stepped out of the room, his face hardened instantly. It was a stark contrast to his typically gentle demeanor.

William lounged against the headboard. There was a faint smile curving his lips. He seemed in good spirits as he regarded Emelie

“Why not ask your beloved Mr. Swanson for help? Think he can thandle it? Or are you afraid he’ll find out about us?”

settled back onto the bed, her voice steady. “I’m afraid you’ll complicate things

smile faded gradually. The light on his side, which was switched off moments ago, plunged the room into

cold, and after a tense silence, he pressed, “Say that

him, serenely closed her eyes, and pretended to drift back to sleep. She

about her connection with Samuel. Otherwise, he wouldn’t keep bringing up Samuel every chance

then let him care. As long as she could rattle him, Emelie felt a small release in the tigh

pretty well William’s wound started hurting more intensely for no apparent

run dry, prompting the machine to alert the nurse’s station. A nurse

way his lips pressed together and sensed trouble. After securing the new IV bag, she pulled

You’re bleeding! Did your wound reopen? Why didn’t you

a doctor. When she mentioned that it was Wilhem, the

lie down. We need

bed. To protect patient privacy, the nurse swatly drew the curtain between the beds.

one bed was in chaos, Emeke was unaffected in the other bed. She reached out to turn off

from behind the curtain and grabbed Emelle’s wrist. Caught off

straining his muscles or risking a wound reopening and needing further surgery,

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