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?

a suit. His eyes effortlessly

I sensed,

asked seriously, “Mr. Davis, how did you

up a chair beside her bad. “Last night, a friend of mine had a

saw

to me, so I hurried over, I simply asked at the nurse’s station to find out

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

know

his legs, a faint smirk appearing on his lips. “I prefer to be open and transparent in all my actions. My close friends

my clients and triends often try to set me up with women. But I’ve turned over a new leaf. I told them I’m

your photo, they remarked, “No wonder you’re turning over a new

believed he was capable of such actions. Her feelings were rather complex. The complexity stemmed from the fact that no one had ever openly attributed such an “identity” to her before. Even the idea of being

you please not be so reckless? You could cause me

Anyone who dares to

fruit breakfast bowl and attempted to feed her, “Try

to being fed, Emelie instinctively leaned away

spoonful with a plastic spoon and urged, “Come on, give

my own,” Ermelle said, tilting

of a patient is only nabúral,”