Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 711 As if He Didn't Even Exist

When Emelie heard this, her thoughts, which had been deeply engrossed in the case, paused momentarily.

Had William returned to Capebatt City?

Just three days ago, he was coughing up blood, looking like he could be rushed to the emergency room at any moment.

Could he have recovered so quickly? Was he able to fly back from Borealis City to Capebatt City already?

The officer quickly got up and left, leaving Emelie alone in the interrogation room.

She closed her eyes and continued to ponder over the situation.

She was sure that Frank hadn't died from the blow that she had delivered.

After all, the skull was the hardest part of the human body. Even though the back of the head was relatively more vulnerable, she wasn't a professional killer. There was no way that she could have hit him with such precision and force.

Even if Frank had really died at her hands, wouldn't that be considered self-defense, given the circumstances?

Self-defense was not a crime.

Not long after, maybe just 15 minutes later, the officer returned. "Ms. Hoven, you're free to leave the station."

Emelie finally opened her eyes. She was surprised.

against her, she

case is fully resolved, you're not allowed

stood up from the small couch and asked, "Was

and Emelie smirked. She then walked out of the interrogation room

thin layer of snow

her come out, he opened the

keeping a distance of about ten feet from him. A streetlight beside him

looked him over from head to toe. William was wearing a heavy down jacket, making it hard to tell if he had gained or lost weight, but his posture was still as upright

Patricia was with

walked down the steps. She stepped

still neatly dressed and calm, he figured that she hadn't suffered much. Still, he asked, "Are you

you hungry or cold? I passed by a stall selling sweet potatoes and had Ashton buy some. She should be

"I'm not hungry."

walked by him as she said, "I'll

exist. Patricia, who had always had a good

Wade, what kind of attitude do you think I should have? And by the way, you got my name

in a red

the middle of the night and

complied and said, "Oh, well,

attitude only made Patricia

asked, "Can