Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 886 The End of Their Road 2

Emelie's words threw William off. He had never thought that way. He never once had those thoughts crossed his mind. He couldn't tell if Emelie genuinely saw him like that or if she was just venting.

"I would never want you to suffer. I didn't give it much thought. I just knew I had to do it for you..." he explained, panic in his voice.

Where could he even begin to explain? What could he say to ease her anger?

William clasped Emelie's cold hands, pressing them against his warm forehead.

"You wanted revenge on your own, and didn't let Wesley help you. Of course, you wouldn't have let me either. That's why I had to act from behind the scenes. That's all I was trying to do," he said in a hoarse voice.

It wasn't about earning moral credit or playing the martyr.

"I'm worse than Charles, Bryan, or even Beathan. I treated you terribly, and I deserved to be the target of your anger," he said.

every bit of

to pull her hands away, but William held on too

hoped that you still hate me when I die. Maybe then you'd find some relief in my

and every word came out painfully. "Aren't you so selfless? Why are you here now? You're practically a dying man, and you want me to leave with you?

his lips

accusations from her were

best facilities. They had soundproof walls, and it was perfectly quiet once the door was

again, their gaze locked. William's eyes were deep, dark, and fragile. The sadness in his gaze softened his

her head away,

moment, William got up and suddenly grabbed the back of

with pain, though not as strong as before. He had thought that he could walk away, but now

his love marry

needed her, and he desperately wanted

want you to be my widow. I've said it to you a long time ago. Either you stay with me, or you spend the rest of your