Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166 Kidnapped 

William’s voice turned slightly cold. “Jayden ordered all the specialty dishes from Wimstour City. They’re heavy on oll and spice. Can you handle that?” 

nelle couldn’t handle it, which was why she barely touched her food. But why was he so concerned anyway? 

Willan wasted no time and made a call. “Send some lighter dishes to private room 888. We’ll need them in ten minutes.” 

Emelie couldn’t help but stare at him. Was he deliberately arranging food for her? 

“Mr.Middleton, you truly know how to surprise me,” she said. He was even more unpredictable than she had imagined. 

After their argument last night, it was unexpected for him to suddenly show concern about whether she could eat or not. 

Willam shot her a glance. “No need to be surprised. You have to stay alive to answer my questions.” 

It became clear that there was a motive behind his actions. 

Emelle couldn’t move, so she gave up and sat at the table while holding her stomach. 

The private dining room in the high–end hotel exuded an indescribable yet delightful fragrance. 

William didn’t waste any time. Regardless of whether she had recovered or not, the questions kept coming. “How did the miscarriage happen?” 

“And here we go again,” thought Emelie. 

Quirking her lips, she asked, “Mr. Middleton, are you suddenly choosing to believe me now? 

“Did I give you permission to interrogate me? William shot back 

Emelie looked up at him. After a few seconds, she gave him a dubious explanation. “I was kidnapped.” 

William frowned quickly. “What?” 

“I was kidnapped. The kidnappers wanted ransom. I tried calling you, Mr. Middleton, but you hung up on me. So, they pushed me onto the read, and 1 got hit by a car.” 

William hesitated visibly. Then, his expression grew cold as he stared at Emelie’s blank face. 

After a moment, he spoke again, his voice colder, “That’s impossible. I never hung up on your call 

Emelle found his statement absurd. “Mr. Middleton, don’t act like I’m so special to you.” 

“I’m telling you that I never hung up on your calls,” William insisted firmly 

Emelie let out a sigh. ” you say so, fine” 

To William, Emelie was like a thorn on the rose. Though seemingly obedient, every wood she spoke was like a prick 

William walked up to her. “Emele, you’re playing games with me” 

He didn’t bellow her. 

“What now? Are you trying to shift the blame for the merge onto me, hoping to guilt–tripme? 

“The ten minutes are up. It looks like your commands aren’t as effective as you thought, Mr. Middleton,” Emelie remarked as the food hadn’t arrived yet. 

But just as she finished speaking, there was a knock at the door. The food indeed came right on time 

A waiter wheeled in a cart with dishes–chicken noodle soup, a salad with vinaigrette dressing, and assorted fruit slices, all light and suitable for someone with gastric pain “Mr. Middleton, are you eating?” she asked casually, just as an afterthought Emelie grabbed her spoon and dug in 

She was really hungry, and her gastric pain was acting up. But she felt better after having something warm. 

Samuel sent her a voice message on WhatsApp. Emelle clicked on it absentmindedly, forgetting her phone’s volume, so it blared out loud.