Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 768 Just and Only

Emelie had little patience for repeating herself. She grabbed Daphne's chin and forced Daphne to look at her.

"Begging him won't help. The only way you can save yourself now is by answering my question," she said.

Her indifferent tone suddenly turned into a sharp command. "Speak!"

Daphne trembled, and her entire body shook. She looked at William again, hoping desperately that he might show some mercy and save her.

However, William also asked, "Why?"

Daphne's hope shattered. Her face turned ashen as she realized that, if she didn't speak, she would have no way to survive.

Emelie was no longer the same person she had been three years ago, and Daphne was terrified of her.

Daphne lips' trembled as she stammered, "It... it was Mrs. Middleton..."

"Mrs. Middleton?" Emelie narrowed her eyes. "You mean to tell me you were involved with Mrs. Middleton?"

Tears of fear welled up in Daphne's eyes. "I've had feelings for Mr. Middleton for a long time. She... she came to me first, saying that if I wanted to be with Mr. Middleton, you were the one I had to eliminate.

"I was foolish at the time and listened to her, but I swear I didn't know you were pregnant then. I just wanted to get rid of you... only..."

Just... Only...

still remember the excruciating pain of undergoing

some remote mountain village to be a wife for an old, ugly,

that this was just a minor squabble between two women, something not worth his

darkened ominously as he put his wine glass down

box as she pleaded with Emelie." I'm

remaining half-glass

again, but that you won't have

then, you would've continued looking for opportunities

"I wouldn't! I wouldn't! I... Ms. Hoven! Ms. Hoven! I'll become a vegetarian, I'll pray for

not impossible for me to spare you,"

Bryan and asked, "Mr. Swanson, how much plum

12 bottles that you gave to Sam, I bought another 12 bottles for a

bottles left." Emelie grabbed Daphne by the collar and lifted her." Drink. If you finish them

Even someone like Emelie, who could hold her liquor well, felt a bit tipsy after a few glasses. If Daphne really drank all 18 bottles, Emelie wouldn't even need to kill her. She'd die on

looked at

do you think it's too much to ask her

it didn't involve killing, William wouldn't stop her from doing whatever she wanted. He calmly

isn't going to save you. Ms. Bowen, if you don't start drinking, I might

lamb to the slaughter in this situation. She