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.

and silently retched several times until she managed to

reaction www intense.

ber hand on her belly. There was

the two men and a somewhat empty table remained.

bottle of wine? This isn’t very accommodating, isn’t

and wiped his

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

waiter first poured a glass for William.

the sky, the Westward Club can

could finish his words, a splash of wine

of wine. Instead of tasting

away. However, he

half a glass full, just the right amount. The crimson–red fluid flowed from Charles‘ forehead down to his nose bridge, leaving him disheveled. Initially, the

opened his eyes. His eyelashes dripped with wine, and even

was one of the Great Four in the business world. Despite it being Willam, he

and chuckled, “It’s indeed a good wine.

picked up a towel to wipe his face, a smile still playing on his hips. “But Mr. Middleton, don’t you think the

his stature, Charles didn’t need to yell to express his anger. His simple

chair and looked at Charles with an ice cold gaze. “Mr. Davis, aren’t you just testing if Emelie was pregnant? You can test it all you want. But you made my wife uncomfortable, so I’m

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

set down the wine bottle and left, feeling relieved.

pregnant women are sensitive to the smell of fish. I only ordered it because I found it tasty the last time I