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.

you need me to

he was playing. She picked up a pair of unused

be so desperate. It doesn't suit you," she

unfazed. "Well, how do you

down to

go against you, you'll

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

William swallowed hard.

see me," he

only been three years. You

her wrist, his gaze intense beneath his single eyelid. "I regret how things went

expression was flat. "Sure. I believe in you. Killing me to cover up your secrets was definitely

was at a loss

both settled into their meals. Afterward, they found separate spots in the living room to work, and the room lapsed

living room. Emelie wondered

a few calls and

midnight. It's still going to snow tomorrow and the day

"Don't you usually check the weather