Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 512 Her Colme

Fruelle couldn’t help but gag as the fishy smell Ingered around her nose, and she quickly pushed the plate of sashimi away from her.

william thought that Emilie was acting. Nevertheless, it made sense since pregnant women are often more sensitive

William wrapped his arms around Emeli and poured her some water.

“Take these away!” he instructed the waiter.

Charles observed Emelle’s reaction and found it pretty genuine.

“Quick! Get them out of here!” Charles added

The water quickly took the dish away. However, Emelie could still smell the lingering fishodor. She stood up, unable to bear it any longer.

“I need to go to the restroom,” Emelle said.

William furrowed his brows. “Ashton, go with Mrs Middleton.”

“Yes, sir.” Ashton quickly caught up with Emelle.

Since Emelle had been putting on an act, she dropped it as soon as she left the suite.

She pursed her lips, suppressing her nausea to hide it from Ashton. She rushed into the washroom and shut the door behind her.

mouth and silently retched several times until she

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hand on her belly. There was no

in the suite, only the two men and a somewhat

out to a waiter with a smile, “Hey, how about a bottle of wine? This

a bot towel and wiped his hands, his expression inscrutable.

a Barolo Wine that didn’t need decanting. As soon the cork was removed, a rich aroma

first poured a

praised, “An excellent wine Indeed! Even if you want the stars in the sky, the Westward Club can get them for you. This

words, a splash of wine hit

glass of wine. Instead of tasting it, he

eyes, and quickly med away. However, he still got drenched in the

full, just the right amount. The crimson–red fluid flowed from Charles‘ forehead down to his nose bridge, leaving him disheveled. Initially, the waiter wanted to pour Charles some wine as well However, he troue in place at William’s

His

the business world. Despite it being Willam, he had taken it a step too

licked his lips and chuckled, “It’s indeed a good

on his hips. “But Mr. Middleton, don’t you think the way you offered the drink

need to yell to express his anger. His simple question was enough. Even the waiter at the side didn’t dare to take a breath.

“Mr. Davis, aren’t you just testing if Emelie was pregnant? You can test it all you

just had the wrong order served to us. Don’t overthink it, Mr. Middleton,” Charles said as he gestured for the waiter to go away.

set down the wine

I found it tasty the last time I was bere. There are no other intentions