Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 253 Chili Allergy

William indifferently said, “Even in an emergency, doctors and nurses are there. If they can’t handle it, what can you do?”

Since she was unable to argue about it, she could only reluctantly let him bring her back to Eastbay.

Daphine drove to Eastbay. Seeing William’s car parked outside, a smile spread across her face.

Just as she was about to walk over, she saw Emelie get out of the car and follow William inside.

She froze, feeling as if she were suffocating

In the master bedroom, William opened the wardrobe, glanced inside, and casually threw one of Emelie’s old nightgowns at her. “Go and take a shower,” he instructed, then left the room with his phone in hand.

Standing by the wardrobe, Emelie clutched the nightgown tightly. She had just shifted from worrying about Greta to a new wave of anxiety

The surgery had concluded, and now he anticipated her repaving him with herself. Furthermore, she had no valid grounds to refuse his demand.

orain again.

as dark clouds slowly covered the city’s sky. The damp wind felt cold as it seeped through her clothes. It was about to Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly searched the bottom of the closet. She recalled a time long ago when William had brought her back here for the night. The next morning, he woke up first and casually noticed some dark red stains on the

to realize it was

pads in Eastbay, so she had to order them online. Emelle remembered there should be some left. After searching for a while, she found

Greta’s matters one after the other. It had been several days since she had a chance to properly clean up. Emelie decided to

herself in warm water, feeling every nerve in her body relax

for half an hour, she emerged from the bathroom. Ernelle put on a robe over her

the bedroom, William was the dining room, un packing a three–tiered wooden

guest room. Now, he was dressed in casual gray loungewear that

neck’s attractive contours, lending him a

crystal lights above him also softened his typically austere demeanor.

glanced up at her. “Come over and eat,” he

to the kitchen to fetch utensils.

he had never cooked here.

across from him, Emelle felt a surreal sense

they were still able to sit here in Eastbay, seemingly harmoniously sharing a meal

they had spent three years together. Yet, they hadn’t shared many meals at this dining table.