Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 327 Have I Never Been Good to You

Emelie cleared her throat and spoke. Her voice was hoarse and faint. “If you want this table, you can have it, Mr. Middleton.”

Willam fromed “What’s wrong with your voice?”

Emelle continued to struggle, but Williamcommanded, “Sit down and eat, then 1’ll take you to the hospital”

“No need, Mr. Middleton.” She insisted on leaving. Yet Williams wouldn’t tolerate disobedience.

In the tassle, the yogurt bowl on her tray tipped over, splashing onto Enelle’s hand. In a flash of anger, she slammed the tray onto the table, drawing the attention of everyone in the restumat

Wiliam’s expression darkened instantly “Who we you the right to throw dishes around?

He would walk away coldly even when Henry slammed the table in front of him, let alone someone else

Teli was audacious beyond belief.

After slamming the tray, Emelle regretted it.

But when she looked at him, she remembered how he had treated her as a backup. Coupled with her sore throat and Justina acting like a mad dog, she couldn’t contain herself.

She pursed her lips. “You have the right to toy with people at will, but I can’t even vent my anger?”

Talking was tough for her now. Each sentence needed to be split into several parts.

her with eyes

somewhat subdued. She didn’t care how angry he was or how he was

deception.

but since it wasn’t his mal style, she felt like there was a sword hanging over her

than living in constant fear, it was better to get it

receded. Not only did he not lecture her, he even said,

was taken aback by his words

his clothes when she knocked over the tray. “Since you dared to deceive me, letting you throw a tantrum is nothing. You did it so mildly anyway. Think for yourself. Since you let the

was rendered speechless.

still asleep?

to respond to his retort

then, Ashton came over with a tray teside was a new bowl of yogurt for Felle, along with tacos, sausage, salad, and scrambled eggs

spilled yogurt and cleaned the table.

at Emelie again. He picked up his fork and said quietly, “Sit

Emelie stond fron

staring at you? How long do you want to be the subject of

course, Emelle had noticed the

down in silence. She added to Ashton in thanks

response before moving

she was still going to work Emelie lowered her pare as she drank the yogurt. “Mr.

was she mentioning charles all

implying that he had previously imitated Charles, so she now interpreted his concern as charles concern. WIEam touched the tip of his tongue to his upper palate, feeling that bebe really knew how to