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.

he had a scar on his chest, about the

paused. “What happened here?”

and answered in a flat tone, The File Group’s inheritance

seeing an actual gunshot wound for the first time, and she unconsciously reached out to touch

fingertips felt the rough

Even without him saying it, she knew how dangerous it must have

looking at the scar. He was fighting

once naively believed that there

the Xander Group and how the account book had led to the death of her adoptive parents, she thought of something she had

before

there’s a 100% profit, people will risk the gallows. If there’s a 300%

descendant fighting for inheritance rights. So, he was hated bitterly by the io

her hand was still resting on Wesley’s chest until Jodie knocked on the door. She came back to her senses and noticed Wesley had been looking at her for

was inappropriate and quickly withdrew

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

worse

frowned. She was hesitating to speak

his mouth curled up

to

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