Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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Chapter 350 Recalling the Hurt, Ignoring the Help

Emelie didn’t want to get dragged into an inexplicable conflict, so she quickly ended the call with Mr. Davis.

she said, “Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Davis, I understand where things stand tt’s late now. Please get some rest.” with that, she hung up. But in the next moment, William pulled her out of the room and pressed her against the wall

Emelie instinctively pushed against his chest. “William!” she exclaimed.

with one hand braced against the wall, William firmly held her chin. His tone was commanding as he asked, “Is this what you usually talk about? Have I never helped you before? Didn’t I assist you at the Navarro residence? At Lovelight? with your mother’s artificial heart?“.

Emelle tried to break free from his grip. “Mr. Davis said that. If you have issues with him, take it up with him. What does this have to do with me?”

Ignoring her words, William looked deep into her eyes, “Do you remember when you were pursued by debt collectors? Didn’t help you then?

Emelie held her breath. That was a long rago

William pressed on, “Do you only remember when I’ve wronged you? Have I not helped you these years?

stared at her for a moment, then let go and turned away, walking off as if

Knowing Charles‘ character, his comment was probably aimed at discrediting a rival. It reminded her of how William often belittled Samuel in her presence. Emelie returned to her room with a deep frown.

to get stomach problems if she skipped meals, he had been quite attentive to her daily meals.

he had indeed come over

of sending

mind, so she ate while dialing home on her phone. Emelie had had a live–in housekeeper to care for Ronan and Greta. With one dealing with a serious illness and the other having mobility issues,

traditional medicine practitioner, and he’s been trying acupuncture these past few days. It seems to

was referring to, as she had hired several caregivers for her she genuinely

she would ask more

I understand. Thank you, Adeline,” Emelie

welcome. It’s no trouble. However, after reviewing Mrs. Hoven’s medical records, she needs to go for a follow–up appointment. Ms.

I know. I’ll come

meal, packed away what

reached over and turned it off. Squinting at her phone,

texts, not WhatsApp.

rarely texted these days, but Emelle opened

six inappropriate, high–definition photos of Elena looking disheveled. The photos instantly sobered her