Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 563 Reserved just for You

As Wesley placed Emelie on the bed, she woke up. Blinking sleepily, she looked at him and said, “Wesley, you’re back.”

Wesley glanced down at her. “Doesn’t your head hurt from sleeping so much every day?“”

“I’m tired,” she mumbled. Then, she curled up under the blanket like a cold, sleepyk

Wesley’s fingers involuntarily brushed her cheek. Jodie, who had been standing behind, silently left the bedroom. Once outside the door, her expression showed hesitation.

The room was dimly lit, with only the streetlights from the garden and the wall lamps from the corridor casting a soft, warm glow.

Wesley’s voice was gentle as he said, “Let’s go out for a meal. You haven’t explored Merclanna at all since you arrived.”

Emelie showed little interest Resting her head on the comer of the blanket, she replied, “I’ve already seen the place on the way from the port to the estate the other day.”

“Don’t you want to go out? When he didn’t receive an answer, he didn’t press further and said, “Then, let’s eat at home. Get up.”

With a silent sigh, Emelie followed Wesley downstairs.

butler and maids at the estate were of Estecan descent, so they prepared Estecan dishes. However, Emelie

wrong with her behavior. After all,

upstairs. Wesley observed her

at the time. It was already 9:30 pm. “Aren’t you going to rest?”

a stomach ache. You were the one who told me that” Wesley stood up as he spoke. Then, he continued, “I’ll show you around the place. Consider it a

very full, so I don’t need to walk off the meal. I’m

merely called out to the maids,

indicating that he was determined to have her

the

was well–lit. Thus, the

intricate carvings and vivid colors that were both classical and artistic.

the 19th century and had originally belonged to a Faldoria noble. The noble, who was fond of luxury and had good taste, had commissioned skilled artisans to create a masterpiece

descendants were not as impressive, and after the family’s

the Filo family, his grandmother,

from the Denning residence is my grandmother’s family name, Amelia Denning, Everyone calls her Mrs.

at him, and curiosity appeared on her face. She wanted to ask

she could ask. Perhaps she felt that it didn’t concern her and decided not to pursue it. Thus, she