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.

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

time, however, it was clear that they

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

criminal law, we are formally placing you under

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

warm your stomach. The kitchen is preparing dinner now, and you can eat as soon

Emelie nodded.

added, 'Natalia and Beathan have

it wasn't at

"What about

Middleton is in the

doctor visited

head. "He refused. He said

to dry her hair. She glanced at the

his phone. She didn't need to guess to know he'd been in contact

knocked on the door,

shaved. Except for the fading bruises on his face, he looked every bit the heir

looked at him,