Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 223 Craving

Last night, Emelie had only been able to wipe herself down. But she still felt dirty, especially with the lingering earthy smell in her hair. She toughed it out for a day but couldn’t stand it any longer.

She asked the nurse for some plastic wrap to cover her injured hand, keeping it dry and still. This allowed her to use the showerhead cautiously to wash her body.

The VIP room was spacious, but its soundproofing was lacking. Thus, the sound of running water from the bathroom was amplified.

William was on his hospital bed, conducting a video conference with an overseas client. The sound of running water was making it difficult for him to concentrate. The client called out to him, “Mr. Middleton?”

William snapped back to attention, offering a casual “yes” as he took a sip from his now–cooled water.

Seeing him in a hospital gown, the client hesitated to push him too hard. “Mr. Middleton, if you’re not feeling well, we can wrap this up for now.”

“No need to stop. Let’s keep going,” William pushed through. He needed the distraction of the meeting; otherwise, he knew his mind would wander even more. Yet, despite his efforts, it was already consuming him.

Men and women really did think differently in some ways.

her an umbrella on a hot

about the good times with a woman, they often recall the

year together, he frequently found himself genuinely craving her. For someone accustomed to having everything

Eastbay every night. She was inexperienced, knowing little and relying on him

abruptly, and with it, William’s train

the surface, he maintained an air of single–minded focus and undisturbed composure. But inside, the tendrils of his desire had grown deeper than anyone could see.

heard him speaking fluentasteshese. He was deeply engrossed in his work

hair before glancing at the time–it was already 7:30 pm.

had delivered dinner before seven yesterday, but he hadn’t arrived yet today,

Samuel a message, suggesting he skip dinner delivery if he was busy. She could grab something from a shop nearby the hospital

meeting and closed his laptop, he rubbed his forehead and turned to Emelle. “Help me clean up,

reluctant. Setting the laptop aside, William added, “It’s just for one more day. Tomorrow, I should

quickly. Despite that, Emelie felt no relet

been in this position in the first place. But she