Chapter 813 On the Brink of Falling

At first, William was a little angry. After all, he was William Middleton-the one always in control of everything. Not only had he become someone else's pawn this time, but he had also ended up in such a miserable, pathetic state.

Even on that graduation trip back in college, when he accidentally crossed paths with a gang, got caught up with crooked cops, and took a brutal beating, he hadn't been in such a sorry state.

However, the moment he met Emelie's eyes, he felt that there wasn't anything to be mad about. After all, it concerned her.

His expression softened. 'I'm not angry. I'm fine as long as you're okay."

Emelie didn't believe that he wasn't angry. She emphasized each word slowly, "William, I said I played you." William patiently replied, "And I said I'm fine as long as you're okay."

Emelie gritted her teeth and laughed sarcastically. "William, to be honest, after everything you've done for me, I'm almost starting to feel soft-hearted. If my mom hadn't died, I might even consider letting everything with you become water under the bridge.

William's gaze was dark and deep.

"Alas, that's impossible.' Emelie shook her head.

folds of his eyelid faintly visible. "Yeah, that's impossible. Everything I've done for you is what I owe you. Even if one day I end up dying

took felt like

position on the hospital bed. He was wearing a patient gown

could you come over here and let me hold you for a

Emelie's gaze wavered.

voice was gentle. 'I'm in a lot of pain. Let me hold you for a moment, just to ease

in front of him, just one step away. However, she didn't

wrapped his arm around her waist. Emelie

hugging her, his

could clearly feel herself teetering, on the brink of falling. But, she couldn't let

for mid-April, which will be in the middle of spring. Spring will be in full bloom, and all the flowers will be back

let you do anything you want to

'Why can't

think

that great," she

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