Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 354 The Unexpected Request

on your feet!” Emelie’s thoughts were indisarray when suddenly the door to the holding cell swung open from outside. The jailer barked, “Everyone, on pat

All of them immediately set down their meal trays and stood upright.

tumelie knew the drill here and complied, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, a sharp pain gripped her stomach, causing her to involuntarily bend forward. Just as she almost fell to her knees, a strong arm reached out and pulled her close.

She collided into his chest, catching a familiar whiff of a sophisticated cologne

elle teared up.

She felt the injustice of being framed, the hunger from missing two meals, and the intense pain in her stomach. The words “Where have you been?” almost escaped her lips, but she bit down hard to hold them back

William’s voice came from above her, “Can you wall?”

Elle weakly replied, “I have a stomachache…

He remarked, “You’ve brought this upon yourself. You should’ve asked Ashley to find me.

in has arms,

Emelie weally pushed against his chest. In the next moment, William scooped her up in hos

lost herbalance. She felt her blood mushing and the world spinning around her, Instinctively, she

at her thuished eyes, he felt his heart tighten,

“Cant go

flatly, “You’reston

confused. Ashley had previously informed her that getting bail was supposed to be impossible. But just because Ashley couldn’t

her eyes. She wasnt dizzy, but

Ashton draped a blanket over her. Standing at 5 feet 6 inches, she was tall for

camed her out of the police station and bent down to settle her in

warm, but Emelie couldn’t help shivering as

pull away, but caught a sweet taste. William said, “It’s glucose.

the best for restoring

her hand out from under the blanket to take the bottle herself, but William pressed it gently against

lift her eyelids. Only then she realized William had been watching her

She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. She thought perhaps he found her troublesome, as

lingered at the comer of her lips, which he gently wiped away with his fingertip. His touch, softened by a life of privilege, was smooth. Emelie pursed

in, shrouding

was the

she felt less like she was at death’s