Chapter 685 Desperate

Emelie found his words unbearably harsh. She furrowed her brows and turned around.

William smiled at her. "Your food's ready. Come, eat."

Only then did Emelie notice that William took out the food from the self-heating hot pot. He rinsed it all in a glass bowl to tone down the spice.

"It shouldn't be too spicy now. I'll warm up some milk for you. It helps with the spice," he added.

Emelie stared at him.

William was never attentive nor caring. He was an authority figure, a CEO, a privileged rich man. He wouldn't bother eating if the food was overcooked, undercooked, or just not to his taste. Yet there he was, making a meal for her.

Emelie walked back to the couch. "Mr. Middleton, it's unsettling to see you so considerate."

William placed her portion in front of her. "I owe you that much; isn't it only right to treat you better?"

Emelie gave a cool, faint, and insincere smile. "Oh, I see. So lending me a jacket, helping me rinse some veggies, and warming up milk is your way of making amends?"

Her sarcasm hung in the air.

you need me

game he was playing. She picked up a

Middleton, don't be so desperate. It

"Well, how do

from his chin down to his

go against you, you'll make them pay the price. You're the one to

beg for forgiveness, giving them what they' deserve'. That's who

William swallowed hard.

that's how you see me," he said in

exactly what you've done? It has only been three years. You think I've forgotten?" Emelie withdrew her hand. She

eyelid. "I regret how things went down back then. But I did

Killing me to cover up

a loss

found separate spots in the

10 o'clock, William left the living room. Emelie wondered where he

made a few calls and then returned

It's still going to snow tomorrow

"Don't you usually check the weather

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