Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 677

Chapter 677

Chapter 677 Do You Hate Me That Much?

William reached out and took Emelie's hand.

Jodie immediately stepped forward, ready to object, but Emelie didn't pull away. After a moment of hesitation, Jodie quietly stepped back behind Emelie.

William started to undo the Velcro on Emelie's glove. Since she arrived in Capebatt City, Emelie had always worn gloves in public. Because it was winter now, no one questioned it.

Only William was concerned. He had wanted to take off her gloves multiple times and find out what happened to her hand. Now, he was carefully removing the glove, finally revealing the truth.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her hands were delicate. Her nails were neatly trimmed and painted with a natural pink.

If it weren't for the scar on her ring finger, her hands could rival those of the hand models in jewelry stores.

William frowned as he gently touched Emelie's ring finger. The scar was jagged, a sign of stitches. He had suspected this, but even now, he found it hard to believe. He swallowed, his heart aching.

said slowly, "I manage the Filo Group's jewelry line, and the jewelry designers explained the design principles of Eros to

claim that it's impossible to remove the ring alive because of its special design. Once it's on, it gets trapped by the finger joints and can only be removed after death when

as long as the ring doesn't have

said softly, "It's not possible to remove it without passing

"You don't need to go through the joints if you cut off the

considered this possibility but couldn't

could feel him trembling slightly. She felt a strange sense of vindictive

fully functional now, though it hurts a bit when the weather changes. Though

lowered his head and rested his forehead on the back of her hand. After a long while, he finally managed to force out

Emelie replied, "Of course."

sledgehammer had struck William. Strength

the word "angel" said with pain and in a hoarse voice could be heard.

left, Emelie was still lying on the living room sofa and staring blankly at the ceiling. She

of milk for her. When she noticed her darkened expression, Jodie couldn't help but ask,

sat up and smiled slightly.

added into the milk, making it sweet. She didn't

that you should teach him a lesson. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't