Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 410 William’s Love Letter

A crush.

Emelie felt a chill as the cold wind blew. It all seemed so unbelievable. Then again, how could she verify

the truth?

Emelie then recalled something. The day she invited him for a private meal, he had asked her about her stack of love letters.

At the time, she thought he was too concerned about it. Now, she wondered if he had also written her a love letter back then

Emelie abruptly stood up, and her eyelashes fluttered. Those love letters should be at her home in Alderbrook. She immediately called Ashley.

“Ashley, have you left yet?”

“I was just about to. What’s up?”

“I want to go back to Capebatt City with you. Is that okay?”

Ashley paused and then replied, “Sure. Are you still outside the restaurant? I’ll pick you up.”

Soon, Ashley’s car pulled up. Emelie opened the door and got in.

Only then did Ashley ask, “Is this about Mr. Middleton?

Emelie’s heart raced for some reason. She was eager to verify this seemingly unbelievable story. She pressed her lips together. “Yes, it is.”

back to Capebatt City on the road didn’t encounter any traffic jams. They arrived in Alderbrook at around two

and said, “How about staying at my place for the night to avoid disturbing

confirm. I won’t be

sure.”

let her be.

housekeeper were all asleep at this hour. She went up

However, some important items

several boxes containing things from her student days. She rummaged through them one by one and inevitably made a noise. The housekeeper, thinking it

“Who’s there?”

poked her head out. “It’s me.”

was startled. “Oh… Ms. Hoven? When

now. I’m looking for something.”

up and saw the mess. “What are

should get some rest. Don’t worry about me, and

housekeeper hommed in response and went

floor while feeling a little dazed. She had already gone through several boxes without finding the bag

thought of the possibility left her

She

into the heart of the

After searching for so long, her clothes were dusty and dirty. She thought

plastic bag in the corner. Her tired mind suddenly became alert,

been weathered by time, crumbled at her touch, and papers scattered all over the floor. Emelie

“To Emelie.”