Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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Emelle completed her IV drip by 8:00am

Resting in the hospital bed, she felt far from her usual self. Her intention was to discharge soon and return to her hotel to rest until the afternoon, when she would then head to the office

As soon as she pulled back her blanket, she was startled by a drawling “Honey” fr

from the doorway–a voice that sounded playful and flirtatious

Emelie’s eyes twitched with unease as she cautionsly peeked from behind the curtain. It was Charles!

charles spotted ber too, and his smile widened. “Ms. Hoven, you’re finally up and about? Perfect timing. I’ve brought you breakdast. You should eat it while it’s hor”

He was carrying bags of various sizes, and he placed them on the small table “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got a bit of everything. Take your pick.”

Emelie fixed her gaze on him, sensing something was amiss. “Mr. Davis, how did you know I was in the hospital?=

Did Bryan tell him? She hadn’t given him the name of the hospital or the ward, so how did Charles locate her so accurately?

in a suit. His eyes effortlessly shifted to a demeanor of deep affection toward Emelie.

pains me deeply I sensed, so

jokes. She asked seriously, “Mr. Davis, how did you find out?

chair beside her bad. “Last night, a friend of mine had a car accident and ended up

saw

simply asked at the nurse’s station to find out which room you were in,” he

clarified that, Ms. Hoven, does it make sense? Should I bring my friend and the narse here to

know about me? And why did he

casually crossed his legs, a faint smirk appearing on his lips. “I prefer to be open and transparent in all my actions. My close friends know that I’ve been

events every day, and my clients and triends often try to set me up with women. But

“No wonder you’re turning over a new

one had ever openly attributed such an “identity” to her before. Even

reckless? You could cause me trouble,”

casually but with a hint of threat, “No trouble at all. Anyone who dares to bother

and fruit breakfast bowl and attempted to

to being fed, Emelie instinctively

spoon and urged, “Come on, give it a

Davis, I can eat on my own,”

insisted, “Taking care of a