Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 818 Defend Yourself

Beathan's voice trembled. "You finally decided to pick up my call. How have you been? I've been wanting to see you, but Elias keeps getting in the way, and I can't get to you. You-'

Ashley's voice was like a breeze, weightless and devoid of emotion. "Beathan, if we had just stopped at the moment we broke up, everything after that wouldn't have happened. You wouldn't have fallen this low." Beathan's jaw tightened, and he let out a bitter laugh. 'I just can't accept it. We were together for seven years. How could you throw our relationship away so easily? It's like you never even loved me at all!'

"Beathan, if I didn't love you, I wouldn't have been with you for seven years. I loved you deeply, and I had so many dreams about us. Until that day when I opened the door and saw what I saw."

Beathan's voice was hoarse. "I'm sorry-"

Ashley cut him off. "Spare me the verbal apology. You'll pay for what you've done soon enough. That's the apology I want."

With that, she hung up.

Beathan could no longer hear her voice, and he shouted desperately, 'Ashley! Ashley-'

When he tried calling again, Ashley immediately declined his call.

He bolted out the door in a frenzy, desperate to find her. However, as soon as he opened the door, he was met with a swarm of police officers outside.

Capebatt City, he'd seen the police many times. They would come to interrogate him about this and that, slowly wearing down

that they weren't there just

him an arrest warrant. "Beathan Collins, you are being charged with intentional assault, attempted murder, bribery, unlawful detention, endangering public safety, inciting crimes, transnational crime, organizing, leading, and

are formally placing you

shower after several days of chaos. She stepped out of the bathroom, wearing

to warm your stomach. The kitchen

Emelie nodded.

tray and added, 'Natalia and

so it wasn't at all

asked, "What about

Middleton is in the guest room,"

the doctor visited

shook her head. "He refused. He said that

dry her hair. She glanced at the tray

window, putting down his phone. She didn't need to guess to

the door,

clean clothes-a black shirt and black trousers. He had also shaved. Except for the fading bruises on his face, he looked every bit the heir of the Middleton family from

looked at him, William looked