Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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Chapter 569 Wesley, the Faux Gentleman

Emelle carefully applied the ointment onto Wesley’s wound with a medical cotton swab, gently spreading it from the edges toward the bleeding area. She was being careful.

“It’s not the same at all,” she said,

Wesley felt her touch, which was as light as a feather, brushing against him. It didn’t hurt, but it did tickle a bit.

He looked at her reflection in the glass. Her head was lowered, and she had a focused and serious look.

He didn’t press her about what was different. Perhaps she meant that a wound on oneself felt different from a wound on someone else.

Meanwhile, what he thought about was how she had once been a young, delicate girl. However, she had experienced so much over the past decade, so much so that she had even consented for an abortion surgery. Thus, she was no longer scared of such minor injuries.

Wesley frowned as he recalled the events.

Emelie thought she might have hurt him and bent down to gently blow on the wound. Wesley found it amusing, considering he was already feeling ticklish

“I’m notachid,” he said.

Emelie blinked and noticed his chest.

Now she saw that he had a scar on his chest, about the size of a ringmall Such a scar could only have been caused by

“What happened

at the scar and answered in a flat tone, The File Group’s inheritance rights. It

wound for the first

and her fingertips felt the rough texture. She could imagine the gruesome scene when the bullet

critical area. Even without him

time just by looking at the scar. He was fighting for inheritance rights, which made his surroundings even

naively believed that there were limits to everything.

Xander Group and how the account book had led

before

gallows. If there’s a 300% profit, they trample all

descendant fighting for inheritance rights. So, he was hated bitterly by the io family, who would gladly see him

Jodie knocked on the door. She came back to her senses and noticed Wesley had been

action was inappropriate and quickly withdrew her hand.

merely curious about the gunshot wound. She had no other intention. However, what other intention was there? Saying

worse

She was hesitating to speak while looking

understand her dilemma, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. However, he remained silent

even harder to speak under his teasing gaze.

she was about to say “I“, Jodie walked in, and