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."

wearing a suit but a black turtleneck and black trousers. The fitted sweater accentuated his broad shoulders

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

said indifferently, "You know I

that Jodie and the

think he would dare to

gave William a wary look before nodding. "If

open without closing it so that Jodie could have a view of

calm tone, "No need to be

ridiculous that she

heard you don't live here anymore, but it still

wasn't shy about mentioning the

place cleaned regularly. It's just

left."

so naturally that it was as if Emelie had simply gone abroad for a few years, not that she had almost drowned in

led her into the dining room and pulled out a chair for her. "Come, see if these dishes are to

"They're fine," she replied.

hadn't really looked at them. She sat down and went straight to the point. "Mr. Middleton, what price do you

a bowl of creamy white soup, and handed it to her. "It's cold outside. Have some lamb soup to warm you up. I've added pepper. It

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 to the

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

he concentrated on her calm face and repeated, "Drink it while