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 quell the

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ber 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 isn’t very accommodating, isn’t it? Mr. Middleton isn’t supposed to drink air,

bot towel and wiped his hands, his expression inscrutable.

wine. Charles had ordered a Barolo Wine that didn’t need decanting. As soon the

a glass for

the sky, the Westward Club can get them for

words, a splash of

towel and picked up the glass of wine. Instead of tasting

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

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 sudden action, unsure whether to still serve the

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

of the Great Four in the business world. Despite it being Willam, he had taken it a

“It’s indeed a good wine.

“But Mr. Middleton, don’t you think the way you offered the drink was a

his anger. His simple question was

at the 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

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

down the wine bottle and left, feeling relieved.

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