Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 226 I Can Take You to See a Show

Samuel sent Emelie the data they collected at Blossom Clove on Blossom Heights. The following day, Emelie organized the data while receiving her IV drip.

Her injured hand regained mobility, so she managed to work quite efficiently Whenever she got into work mode, she would tend to forget about everything else.

When she finally finished, she noticed that the TV drip was empty. A nurse came to remove the needle.

Emelie caught a glimpse of the name of the medication on the IV bag, which was different from what she had received a few days ago. She grew suspicious and discreetly snapped. aphoto of the label with her phone.

At lunchtime, Samuel said he couldn’t come back to bring her food as promised. He suggested ordering takeout for her, but Emelie insisted she could go downstairs herself to find something to eat and told him not to bother..

It was already noon. After a stretch, Emelie got out of bed, put on her coat, and prepared to find something to eat.

William looked up from his computer. “Bring something for me, too. As a token of appreciation, I can take you to see a show this afternoon.”

“I’ll probably forget, so why don’t you ask Ms. Jones to do it for you?” Emelie put on a fake smile, showing no interest in the “show” be mentioned. She simply walked away.

William leaned back against the head of his bed. The weather was nice. The sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating a hint of scheming in his eyes,

nearby, where she ordered a bowl of chicken noodle soup. While waiting, she searched online

couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about suddenly being prescribed two extra days

to be correct. The search results showed that the medication was a calcium supplement.

considerate as to prescribe additional treatment to improve her health. Obviously someone orchestrated a scheme to keep her

hard to figure out. Emelle felt angry and put down her phone. She finished her soup quickly, then returned to the hospital with a cold expression.

stop manipulating her at his

door was closed, but Emelie pushed it open nonetheless. To her surprise, she found William out of bed, having

was clad in a form–fitting turtleneck sweater, paired with impeccably pressed trousers and polished leather shoes. In his hands, he held a meticulously crafted cashmere suit

to finish a meal, William had transformed from acritically injured patient unable to care for himself back into

speak, be cut in, “Wow, you really didn’t

looked at him and asked, “Did you ask the doctor to extend my hospital stay for two more

bring me lunch, Tcan still take you to see

don’t want to

ne with me.”

your clothes and

don’t want to-

back. His dark eyes gazed gently Into