Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 869 What Do You Want

Emelie didn't bother sugarcoating anything. She nodded. "Yeah, I called him over."

Jodie hesitated before asking, "This is the second time. Are you thinking about getting back together with him?" Emelie's response was sharp and to the point. "There won't just be two times. Whenever I need him, I'll call. But getting back together? Not a chance. Using him to blow off some steam? That works just fine."

Jodie blinked, clearly struggling to process that. "But... Why him? Couldn't you just call someone else? After everything that's happened between you two, how can you still go through with your plan to get back at him?"

Her confusion was clear, and Emelie's casual attitude only made it harder for Jodie to wrap her head around it. Could someone really keep using someone like that and still hold onto their anger?

Emelie saw the besitation in Jodie's eyes but didn't feel the need to explain herself. She knew exactly what she was doing.

After she took a few bites of oatmeal, Emelie looked up. "You weren't too supportive of me being with Wesley before. Was it because you already knew about my past with him?"

Jodie gave a small nod, keeping her head down.

Emelie let out a silent yet amused smirk, although her eyes stayed cold.

Jodie still wanted to ask how Emelie planned to handle the wedding with Wesley, now that it was just days away. However, as an employee, and with two of her bosses involved, it wasn't her place to pry. All she could do was stand back and wait for the storm to pass.

head. Whether there would be a wedding, how it would unfold,

was around 9:00 am in Mercianna. So, it was time to return Wesley's

Wesley answered almost immediately.

nothing unusual

choice for the wedding?" His voice sounded rough, as if he hadn't slept at all. Emelie knew him well enough to recognize the

she said with casual ease.

mix of urgency and fatigue. "The wedding

be there,

indifferent attitude or the fact that she wasn't

with frustration,

curled into a small, knowing smile. "Isn't that what I should

called him "Mr. Cronus" with a teasing lilt, but when it was serious, she dropped the pretense and called him

I could just say it, I wouldn't

was equally cold. "If I could ask, I wouldn't still be holding

faltered, momentarily

what do you

it head-on. No issue was ever allowed to fester overnight. She'd confront him directly, face-to-face, and they'd hash things out