Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 288 Trampled Heart

It was Charles Davis.

Emelie was silent for a moment.

She frowned for a fraction of a second before returning to normal and said, “Good morning, Mr. Davis.”

“I’m not feeling good. My heart is in pain.”

Charles sa

on the couch with his legs crossed. With his handsome face and dashing smile, he looked even more like an irresponsible nepo–baby than he usually did.

“Ms. Hoven, you never thanked me for all the flowers I sent you. I was beginning to suspect that I had sent it to the wrong address, so I came here to check”

He then continued to complain. “And then, I heard from your janitor here that you would sign for the flowers and immediately dump them in the bin. The way you trampled on my heart has made it hard for me to breathe.”

It was true. Ever since Emelie started working at Swanson Corporation, Charles would send her flowers every day. They were quite expensive, featuring shining tulips or white roses. He sent her a whole bouquet each time and it attracted too much attention.

She called him the first time to refuse him. Then, she sent him a message to refuse him the second and third time. She began throwing them into the bin the fourth time and onward.

delivery boy who delivered the flowers to drive the point. She believed that the delivery boy would tell him. If he knew what she was doing with them, yet continued…She couldn’t come up with the perfect adjective yet, so she had to settle with annoying

a change in her expression, “If that’s what you’re aslding about, then allow me to explain one more time. Please don’t buy me any more flowers. They’re quite

his elbows on his knees, and put his head in his hands. He intentionally warped what she said. “It you don’t like flowers, I can buy you something else Cake? Coffee? I could even

I’m going to call the cops

out

and glanced at Charles. “You come to my company and harass my secretary. Where’s your respect, Mr. Davis?”

with a smile. The beauty that seduced me is in Weston. If I don’t

but I don’t believe I’m worthy of it, Mr. Davis. There

for me now, but you might if I continue to court you.

her breath and chose not to continue the conversation. She set the documents on the table. “Mr. Swanson, these agreements need

a PA to make two cups

told his friend a fact without reservation. “My younger brother

eyebrow with disregard. “I don’t like queues. I like going directly to the

manners for her. “I can call you ‘Big Bro‘ too. Big bro, about the party at the Navarro house,

machismo. He closed

was handed a task. She would represent Swanson Corporation in celebrating the newly

smile. “The heading to the party tonight as