Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 489 Pulling the Strings

Elena watched from the sidelines, glancing at Wesley and then at Emelie.

She wasn’t stupid. On the contrary, she was quite clever. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to make Emelie misunderstand that William would listen to her every word.

Hence, she had already figured everything out.

She leaned back in her chair with a sickly expression, she let out a strange, abrupt laugh. “So my scheme wasn’t a total failure after all. It actually helped Mr. Middleton won over your heart.

“You came to my house to hear the truth, didn’t you? Now that I’m ready to tell you, you refuse to listen. How ironic, Ms. Hoven.

“Oh, I get it. You’ve probably guessed the truth, but you’re too scared to face it, right? After all, you’re already wearing his ring. How will you cope when you find out now that you’ve trusted the wrong person?”

Elena noticed the Eros ring on Emelle’s ring finger but felt no jealousy this time. Instead, she found it laughable in the sense that they were both in the same boat.

Wesley frowned, displeased by Elena’s mocking tone, but he didn’t interrupt her. He wanted Emelie to understand just how naïve she was for still believing William was innocent.

she refused to admit

she need to stay and listen to Elena’s sarcastic taunts? She refused

her.” At Elena’s command, the Allen family maids blocked Emelie’s

face her with a stoic expression

tell you. The wolf has a winning game when the shepherds quarrel. I’m telling you, Mr. Middleton is

its bush. She circled around Emelie while she tore off petals

three days to hand them over to the police? Because he needed those three days to perfect my not–so -perfect scheme. You received inappropriate photos of me, didn’t

behind it, but now I realize it was William’s plan. Without sending them to you, how could the evidence be linked to you? How else

despair? How could william have played the hero and rescued you, making you cling to him like a lifeline?”

held her

She had nearly forgotten the details but they’ve resurfaced vividly in her mind with

receiving the photos and the anxiety of being summoned to the police

police flooded her mind. She remembered signing documents before being thrown into the detention center that only provided her foul–smelling stew

had ached so badly that day, and she had writhed in pain on the detention center’s

William appeared like a savior, taking her away. She clung to him tightly because he showed up at that very