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

discrediting a rival. It reminded her of how William often belittled Samuel in her presence.

daily meals. Emelie opened the food box and found there dishes along with soup. The portion was clearly meant for two

had indeed come

sending the

had a live–in housekeeper to care for Ronan and Greta. With one dealing with a serious illness and the other having mobility issues, it was inconvenient for them to

traditional medicine practitioner, and he’s been trying acupuncture these past few days. It seems to be helping, he’s not limping as much Mrs. Hoven was still slow to react. Today, she suddenly said to

as she had hired several caregivers for her she genuinely

she would ask more about

Thank you, Adeline,” Emelie

to go for

I know. I’ll come

finished her meal, packed away what was left uneaten, brushed her teeth, and

alarm. Groggily, she reached over and turned it off.

texts, not

rarely texted these days, but Emelle opened

five or six inappropriate, high–definition photos of Elena