Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 427 Its

Emelie no longer believes his promises. Just like those of a compulsive gambler, they held no weight anymore.

She didn’t want to disturb Greta’s rest, so she took him out to the hallway. “Go on.”

Ronan looked at her and asked carefully, “Does your face still hurt?”

He was guilty about slapping her. “In all these years, I’ve never laid a hand on you…

Emelie cut him off impatiently. “Let’s move on, alright? Is there anything else?”

Ronan stared at her face in a daze.

It was the first time in years he had truly looked at her, and a startling realization dawned on him.

The woman staring back bore a striking resemblance to her

His expression softened as he gestured. “When you first arrived, you were tiny. You’d sleep for 22 hours a day, and it was hard to wake you up. We thought you were sick and brought you to a lot of doctors. We were worried because your sister never slept so much as a baby.

“The doctors said everything was fine. I wondered if you had sensed the darkness hanging over our home, which was why you chose to sleep in a world where good deeds went

unrewarded.”

in his tone escaped Emelie. She assumed he was just

all of a sudden? She frowned

then, I’d bring you out to soak up the sunshine. I’d make you laugh and buy you toys. I wanted

easily. After some time, I just left you to

usually

you’ve always been a lucky child. It’s like you have a guardian angel who keeps you safe from harm,

bitterly. “Do you remember? When you were five, you went missing for two days. But you were returned to us by kind strangers. If

mom and I believed that it was best that you didn’t return home because it was safer outside.”

everything else he said,

her eyes and asked, “How could you have known that it was safer outside? When I came back with three million dollars out of the blue, did you ever

and just graduated from university,” she sneered, “Do you think that I survived because of

“But you’ve

sade all th

Ithese ye

wrong,

be grateful that William wasn’t a monster?

become so routine that resentment feels pointless. Spare me the excuses about luck or guardian angels. It’s irrelevant.