Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 350

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Chapter 350 Recalling the Hurt, Ignoring the Help 

Emelie didn’t want to get dragged into an inexplicable conflict, so she quickly ended the call with Mr. Davis. 

she said, “Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Davis, I understand where things stand tt’s late now. Please get some rest.” with that, she hung up. But in the next moment, William pulled her out of the room and pressed her against the wall 

Emelie instinctively pushed against his chest. “William!” she exclaimed. 

with one hand braced against the wall, William firmly held her chin. His tone was commanding as he asked, “Is this what you usually talk about? Have I never helped you before? Didn’t I assist you at the Navarro residence? At Lovelight? with your mother’s artificial heart?“. 

Emelle tried to break free from his grip. “Mr. Davis said that. If you have issues with him, take it up with him. What does this have to do with me?” 

Ignoring her words, William looked deep into her eyes, “Do you remember when you were pursued by debt collectors? Didn’t help you then? 

Emelie held her breath. That was a long rago 

William pressed on, “Do you only remember when I’ve wronged you? Have I not helped you these years? 

Emelie remained silent. William stared at her for a moment, then let go and turned away, walking off as if she had angered him. 

As Emelie watched him enter the elevator, her mind was in turmoil. She absentmindedly touched her chin. Though he had left, his touch still lingered there. Knowing Charles‘ character, his comment was probably aimed at discrediting a rival. It reminded her of how William often belittled Samuel in her presence. Emelie returned to her room with a deep frown. As she noticed the food box by the door, Emello hesitated briefly before bending down to pick it up and taking it 

Ever since Williams noticed her tendency to get stomach problems if she skipped meals, he had been quite attentive to her daily meals. Emelie opened the food box and found there dishes along with soup. The portion was clearly meant for two people. 

It dawned on her that he had indeed come over to share a meal with her. 

However, Emelie had no intention of sending the food back to him. 

She wanted to clear her mind, so she ate while dialing home on her phone. Emelie had had a live–in housekeeper to care for Ronan and Greta. With one dealing with a serious illness and the other having mobility issues, it was inconvenient for them to be without her nearby. 

At this late hour, Roman and Greta were alrady asleep. However, their housekeeper, Adeline Lopez, was still awake to provide Emelie with updates. “Someone introduced Mr. Hoven to a traditional medicine practitioner, and he’s been trying acupuncture these past few days. It seems to be helping, he’s not limping as much Mrs. Hoven was still slow to react. Today, she suddenly said to me, The caregiver is abad person. When I asked her which caregiver, she couldn’t 

Emelie wondered which caregiver Greta was referring to, as she had hired several caregivers for her she genuinely couldn’t comprehend why Geeta would say such athing either 

Therefore, she decided she would ask more about it when she returned. 

“Alright, I understand. Thank you, Adeline,” Emelie said. 

“You’re welcome. It’s no trouble. However, after reviewing Mrs. Hoven’s medical records, she needs to go for a follow–up appointment. Ms. Hoven, you should come back when you have time,” Adeline urged. 

“Yes, I know. I’ll come back this weekend.” 

After hanging up the phone, Emelie finished her meal, packed away what was left uneaten, brushed her teeth, and went to bed. 

The next morning, Emelle woke to the sound of her alarm. Groggily, she reached over and turned it off. Squinting at her phone, she noticed several unmead text messages. 

They were texts, not WhatsApp. 

People rarely texted these days, but Emelle opened them away.