Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 796 Meeting His Eyes

Jodie quietly approached Emelie's bed, holding the medication that had been prepared. They were in her bedroom on the second floor of the Denning Residence.

She gently woke Emelie from her deep sleep. 'It's time to take your medicine. The doctor said that you need to take this every four hours. Please get up and take it, or else you won't get better."

Emelie's face was pale, and her voice was weak and frail. "Has Wesley come back?"

"Mr. Graham... is on his way back to Mercianna, Jodie replied, not very good at lying. She couldn't even meet Emelie's eyes when she said it.

"If he wanted to come back, he would have been here by now. He's not planning to return, so why bother lying to me?' Emelie forced a bitter smile.

"How did things end up like this between you and Mr. Graham?" Jodie asked, still struggling to believe it. "There's nothing surprising about it. Many couples and lovers go from being in love to hating each other. We just got there a bit sooner." Emelie propped herself up on the bed.

Jodie looked uncertain. "That's impossible. Anyone else might grow to despise each other, but Mr. Graham would never.'

Emelie, barely able to speak, asked, 'Do you remember when we held the charity horse race in Coastalburg? You suddenly suggested that I consider Lyle?"

"Yes, I remember," Jodie replied.

the time, it felt like you were saying it didn't matter if I chose Lyle or Mr. Swanson, as long as I didn't choose Wesley. I thought you didn't want us to be together. So why do you seem to regret it

together. She had hoped that they wouldn't get married and wished for them to break up. However, she couldn't put it into

Emelie's bed and said, "If you and Mr. Graham had parted peacefully, that would have been fine, but it makes me sad

"You don't have feelings for Wesley, so why didn't you want us to

can't tell

"Please take your medicine. If you don't, your body won't be able to

with a faint smile. "If I make it through this,

pale lips,

she took the medicine, Emelie laid down

she had been sleeping more than 18 hours a day. It

seemed truly severe, yet Wesley had issued a strict order-Emelie was

send her to the hospital for a more thorough treatment, the household doctor could only draw her blood

blood tests couldn't reveal everything. The medicine that she was taking had little effect.

she needed less sleep than most people, but

into a deep sleep and was

Emelie opened her eyes and slowly pushed herself up from the

the door and