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.

descent, so they prepared Estecan dishes. However, Emelie didn’t eat mech. And unless Wesley

her behavior. After all, she had a quiet

upstairs. Wesley observed her and asked, “Are you going back to

It was already 9:30 pm. “Aren’t you going to

down right after eating, I might get a stomach ache. You were the one who told me that” Wesley stood up as he spoke. Then, he continued, “I’ll show you

to walk off the meal. I’m a bit sleepy.

out to the maids, saying,

him a long overcoat and a cloak for Emelie, indicating that he was determined to have her leave the house that evening.

the cloak reluctantly.

it was night, the estate was well–lit. Thus, the paths were easy to navigate.

vivid colors that

was built in 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

not as impressive, and after the family’s decline, the estate was

20, the head of the Filo family, his grandmother,

name, Amelia Denning,

appeared on her face. She wanted to ask him something.

it didn’t concern her and decided not to