Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253 Chili Allergy 

William indifferently said, “Even in an emergency, doctors and nurses are there. If they can’t handle it, what can you do?” 

Since she was unable to argue about it, she could only reluctantly let him bring her back to Eastbay. 

Daphine drove to Eastbay. Seeing William’s car parked outside, a smile spread across her face. 

Just as she was about to walk over, she saw Emelie get out of the car and follow William inside. 

She froze, feeling as if she were suffocating 

In the master bedroom, William opened the wardrobe, glanced inside, and casually threw one of Emelie’s old nightgowns at her. “Go and take a shower,” he instructed, then left the room with his phone in hand. 

Standing by the wardrobe, Emelie clutched the nightgown tightly. She had just shifted from worrying about Greta to a new wave of anxiety 

The surgery had concluded, and now he anticipated her repaving him with herself. Furthermore, she had no valid grounds to refuse his demand. 

orain again. 

The bedroom window was open, and she watched as dark clouds slowly covered the city’s sky. The damp wind felt cold as it seeped through her clothes. It was about to Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly searched the bottom of the closet. She recalled a time long ago when William had brought her back here for the night. The next morning, he woke up first and casually noticed some dark red stains on the blue sheets. Perplexed, he thought he might have accidentally hurt her the previous night and went to check on her. 

She jolted awake, only to realize it was her period that had stained the sherts 

At that time, there were no sanitary pads in Eastbay, so she had to order them online. Emelle remembered there should be some left. After searching for a while, she found them. Her eyes brightened with joy. She took one and changed into a set of long–sleeved pajamas before heading to the bathroom. 

After rushing back from Wintour City, she dealt with both Ronan’s and Greta’s matters one after the other. It had been several days since she had a chance to properly clean up. Emelie decided to delay her alone time with William by taking a long bath. 

She submerged herself in warm water, feeling every nerve in her body relax and the fatigue melt away. 

After soaking for half an hour, she emerged from the bathroom. Ernelle put on a robe over her pajamas and meticulously buttoned it up. 

As she stepped out of the bedroom, William was the dining room, un packing a three–tiered wooden lunchbox. 

He appeared to have showered in the guest room. Now, he was dressed in casual gray loungewear that contrasted with his usual formal attire. 

The V–neckline of the loungewear accentuated his neck’s attractive contours, lending him a touch of allure. 

The soft, warm–toned crystal lights above him also softened his typically austere demeanor. 

William glanced up at her. “Come over and eat,” he said. 

Emelle obediently walled over to the kitchen to fetch utensils. 

His home boasted an array of kitchen tools, but he had never cooked here. Even some of the utensils remained in their packaging. 

Sitting across from him, Emelle felt a surreal sense of deja vu 

After everything that had happened, they were still able to sit here in Eastbay, seemingly harmoniously sharing a meal