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.

need me

She picked up a pair of unused disposable utensils and

be so desperate.

"Well, how do you see

glide from his chin down to

to follow you. And if someone dares go against you,

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

William swallowed hard.

me," he said in a low

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

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

flat. "Sure. I believe in you. Killing me to

at a

separate spots in the living room

William left the living

few calls and then returned to

still going to snow tomorrow and the day after. It's not

brows. "Don't you usually check the

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