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?”

her voice steady. “I’m afraid you’ll complicate things for him. I’d rather endure your difficulties than

on his side, which was switched off moments ago, plunged

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

pretended to drift back to sleep. She knew what she was

possessiveness or something else entirely, William clearly cared deeply about her connection with Samuel. Otherwise, he wouldn’t keep bringing up Samuel every chance he got

long as she could rattle him, Emelie felt a small release in the tigh

William’s wound started hurting more intensely for

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

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

your wound reopen? Why didn’t you

a doctor. When she mentioned that it was Wilhem, the doctor rushed over to inspect the wound, which was visibly soaking through the bandage.

down. We need to

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

unaffected in the other bed. She reached out

curtain and grabbed Emelle’s wrist. Caught

against straining his muscles or risking a wound reopening

to love Samuel, I’ll ensure he leaves Capebatt City just like I