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...

remember the excruciating pain

"You just wanted to sell me to some remote mountain village to be a wife for an old, ugly, possibly disabled or mentally impaired man. How

initially thought that this was just a minor squabble between two women, something not worth his involvement, until he heard

wine glass down and walked over

with Emelie." I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know I was wrong! I'll never do it

half-glass of wine in her

that you won't do it again, but that you won't have the chance.

then, you would've continued looking for opportunities to

head vehemently. "I wouldn't! I wouldn't! I... Ms. Hoven! Ms. Hoven! I'll become a vegetarian, I'll pray for your child, I'll worship you! Please, spare me!

me to spare you," Emelie

she turned to Bryan and asked, "Mr. Swanson, how much plum wine do

the 12 bottles that you gave to Sam, I bought another 12 bottles for a family gathering.

collar and lifted her." Drink. If you finish them all, I'll spare your

plum wine was strong. 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

looked at William

smirked coldly. "Mr. Middleton, do you think it's too much to ask her to drink a few bottles of wine after

she wanted. He calmly replied, "You're already

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

a lamb to the slaughter in