Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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.

whatever you need me to do,"

he was playing. She picked up a pair of unused disposable utensils and tilted

don't be so desperate.

remained unfazed. "Well, how

glide from his chin down to his throat. There was no intimacy, just a cold

if someone dares go against you, you'll make them pay the

challenges you, you make you beg for forgiveness, giving them what they'

William swallowed hard.

me," he said in a

been three years. You think I've forgotten?" Emelie withdrew her hand.

his gaze intense beneath his single eyelid. "I regret how things

you. Killing me

at a loss

their meals. Afterward, they found separate spots in

living room. Emelie

a few calls and then

weather bureau says the snow will last until midnight. It's still going to snow tomorrow

"Don't you usually check the weather