Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 696 What You Deserve

Emelie's steps faltered when she heard that, and she turned her head sharply to look at William.

William's gaze was dark as he waited.

Emelie clenched her jaw slightly. "You really know who it is?"

William answered plainly, "I do."

Emelie stared at him.

Wesley was in a coma for a month because of that car accident and had been injured. She had vowed to find out who was behind it and make them pay. Unfortunately, there had been no leads.

However, William was saying he knew.

She knew without asking that the price for this information was her accompanying him to the hospital.

Emelie asked aloud, "Why do you insist on having me take you to the hospital, Mr. Middleton?"

William raised his hand to cover his mouth as he coughed. Although the wedding ring on his ring finger caught her eye, Emelie's expression remained unchanged.

saying I want you to go to the hospital with me, it's more accurate to say that I

sat. She looked down at him from

prominent brow ridge to his sharp nose, he was clearly someone with a cold, indifferent, and heartless demeanor. Yet,

will soon be clear. You'll be heading back to Capebatt City, and I'll return to a situation where I might not even see you after waiting all night. So, I'm reluctant

be by his side a little longer. It was such a humble and

Emelie felt absolutely nothing. She wasn't even

new to his tendency to play the emotionally manipulative card. She would agree only because he claimed to know the identity of the true culprit behind Wesley's accident. "You better tell me something I don't know. If you try to trick me, Mr. Middleton, you might just get to experience being broke, stranded in Borealis City,

all his electronic devices and dump him on the streets

to the most venomous

Emelie merely laughed.

arrived two

dog team. There were no other tools available for travel

limited number of people, the team said they could only bring one person along. Emelie was unable to bring Jodie

weather, William's cough worsened. The young doctor, unfamiliar with such cases, was at a

medications that he normally took, and the doctor prescribed them to him. Once his cough eased, they would proceed with the

his pale complexion and worried that he might

spoke to Emelie, "You should get a wheelchair

his lungs,

there's internal damage to his organs, he should avoid moving too much. A wheelchair would

be better suited as a matchmaker since you seem to be so out of touch that