Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 909 Special Edition: Wesley's Day Off

At 5:30 am in Mercianna, with the sky still dark, Wesley was already in his athletic gear and jogging through the streets. He had always been consistent in his exercise routine.

Aside from a year following the car accident, when he had to pause his vigorous activities due to health issues, he kept up with his winter sports and summer morning runs.

After he gifted the Denning Residence, where he had lived for over a decade, to Emelie as part of her dowry, he moved into a spacious apartment near Golden Square.

The area was known for its affluence where it boasted excellent facilities, abundant greenery, and a great view. It was perfect for running.

After he completed several laps, he veered into a narrow alley and headed to a nearby restaurant for breakfast. Although it was only 7 am, the few tables that the restaurant had were already occupied.

Wesley had his usual spot and walked straight to it. He signaled the waiter, who nodded politely but did not come over and take his order. This was because he knew Wesley would request his usual dishes.

The restaurant was small with only six tables. It was run by a Cedonian man in his sixties who was both the owner and chef.

He had earned a reputation for his Cedonian cuisine in Faldoria. He had previously worked in Michelin- starred restaurants before opening this modest place. His restaurant only served breakfast, and only to a select group of regulars.

Wesley savored a cup of tea

Though the restaurant was small, it exuded elegance. The mahogany tables and chairs were crafted using traditional joinery. There was a three-dimensional window grill depicting mountains and water, and a courtyard filled with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums.

small stage, an opera piece titled "A Day Out' was being played. "...In the early morning, which mirror should I use? To style my hair, which scent do I use? To put

speaking a line, creating a harmonious atmosphere reminiscent of a traditional Eprand

continued. "In the early morning, with a lotus-shaped mirror, I put the scent of osmanthus in my hair, fair powder

hummed the

performed by the owner's wife, an elegant elderly lady in her fifties or sixties, dressed in traditional Cedonian attire. She sat on the stage, playing the guitar and singing.

Wesley returned home, took a shower

boarded a car that would take him to the group's headquarters. By 9 am, he was in the top-floor conference room, leading a major

stretch endlessly, filled with activities. His busy schedule left little room for trivial thoughts, and even if such

he had a lunch meeting with the mayor in an hour to

out of money again?'

It was indeed the case. Whenever the government

office,

door was equipped with a scanning system that recognized registered individuals from three feet

settled at his desk and began going through some documents. 50 minutes later, the secretary reminded him of his lunch appointment. It was only then that he adjusted his suit

the secretary, "What's on

of the Baliz subsidiary will be coming to report work to you around 3:30 pm. I've

"Okay," Wesley said absent-mindedly.

ports, adding a notable achievement to the mayor's tenure. In return, these