Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 528 Six Feet Under

Initially, Emelie thought that William would drag his feet forever in bringing her to the hospital to help Greta bathe and change her clothes. She was even prepared to make a fuss

about it

But to her astonishment, the very next morning, William brought it up himself. He said he would take her to the hospital that evening after work.

Emelie’s carefully crafted speech died in her throat, replaced by a mumbled, “Alright.”

william, of course, could read her like an open book. He scoffed. “I’m not as untrustworthy as you think I am.

Emelie retorted, ““Truly noble people don’t need to constantly remind everyone of their nobility. It’s those who lack it who feel the need to keep saying it.”

William lifted his head to glance at her.

Seeing her indifferent expression, he said slowly, “In the past, you would only argue with me when you weren’t feeling well. Now, you take issue with everything I say. Angel, your temper seems to be getting worse.”

All of a sudden, Emelie remembered Ashley mentioning that there were drastic changes in her habits ever since she got pregnant. Was her worsening temper a drastic change too?

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she lowered her head to take a sip of oatmeal “You’re keeping me captive here, and you still expect me to be nice to you? Don’t get greedy, Mr. Middleton.”

of blueberries and green grapes in her direction. “Now that you’re pregnant, eat

to ask him this question since yesterday. “Why did you tell everyone that I was

us appear like a

was the perfect word because it was all an act

table. A servant hurried over with his suit jacket.

“I’ve picked out a few wedding dresses. They’ll be delivered here in a few days. Take a look and see if you like any. We’re on a tight schedule, so custom- made

What? Wedding dresses?

she laughed humorlessly. “There’s

door, but then turned back. “Mr. Middleton is off to work. Isn’t Mrs. Middleton going

cursed, “I’ll see you off when you’re six feet under!

seven in the evening, a different worry crept in. It was well past the time to get off work, but

that he was still angry at what she said in the morning, so he didn’t

through the windows. Emelie bolted

Cullinan was parked under the streetlamp, looking

downstairs as the car pulled up to the porch. She flang open the

his hand, tumed to face her. “You only seem to run to me when it’s convenient”

to run to you all