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,

a bowl of chicken noodle soup. While waiting, she searched online for the name of the medication she had photographed to check for its effects.

that something was off about

suspicion turned out to be correct. The search results showed that

someone orchestrated a scheme to keep her in the hospital for an extra two days by colluding

who that person was, well, that was not hard to figure out. Emelle felt angry and put

stop manipulating her at his

it open nonetheless. To her surprise, she found William out of bed, having even changed out of his hospital

trousers and polished leather shoes.

the time it took her to finish a meal, William had transformed from acritically injured patient unable to care for himself back into the unapproachable CED

for a moment, but before she could speak, be cut in, “Wow, you really

the doctor to extend my hospital

didn’t bring me lunch, Tcan still take you

want to see

ne with me.”

clothes and come

I don’t

eyes gazed gently Into hers. The show is