Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 663 Torn Apart

At Eastbay, William had actually invited Emelie to eat there.

Emelie, who held a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, cut into the steak in front of her with a blank expression.

She didn't like eating raw meat and didn't care about the taste. The steak had been cooked to a medium well, with the crispy edges making a satisfying crunch when the knife sliced through them.

Jodie was also uncomfortable with William's choice of meeting place. "I'll come with you." Emelie chewed slowly. "Don't tell Wesley. I don't want him to overthink things."

After a moment of hesitation, Jodie decided to follow her orders. "Understood."

The next evening, Emelie went to Eastbay with Jodie and two bodyguards.

Three years had passed since she had last set foot in this place. Emelie still remembered the days before she left Capebatt City when William had kept her here.

During that time, William had been acting strangely.

He had insisted on playing the role of a devoted lover. They didn't just go to the hospital together, they went to work together. He even made up a story that she was pregnant and hired several cooks and nannies to wait on her at home.

Pregnant? A sarcastic smile played around the corner of Emelie's mouth.

Jodie stepped forward and rang the doorbell. The door opened before she finished ringing it twice. William had answered the door himself. The coldness in his dark eyes softened as his gaze fell on Emelie.

He stepped aside and gestured for her to enter. "You're here."

but a black turtleneck and black trousers.

when you've extended such a gracious invitation?" Emelie entered, with Jodie

know I don't like strangers in my

clearly implied that Jodie and the bodyguards weren't welcome

she didn't think he

a wary look before nodding. "If you need anything, just call for

open without closing it so that Jodie could

tone, "No need to be so tense. When have I ever really hurt

ridiculous that

around the villa. "Mr. Middleton, I heard you don't live here anymore, but it still looks exactly the

wasn't shy about mentioning

place cleaned regularly. It's just as it was when

left."

conversation flowed so naturally that it was as if Emelie had simply gone abroad for

into the dining room and pulled out a chair for her. "Come,

"They're fine," she replied.

to the point. "Mr. Middleton,

bowl of creamy white soup, and handed it to her. "It's cold outside. Have some lamb soup

the bowl but put it on the table. "Dinner can wait. Let's talk business first. The house is a historic building from the past. Obviously, it's not going to be valued according

a fair market value, and I'm prepared to add 30 percent to that price. Now, Mr.

concentrated on her