Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 910

Emelie had clearly been there for a while, having brewed tea for herself.

As Wesley entered the room, she lifted her cup and asked, "Would you like some tea?"

Wesley was struck by the realization that Emelie was the head of the Baliz subsidiary. Since her information was registered in the office's security system, she was free to come and go as she pleased.

Wesley opened the door to the rest area and walked over to her with even steps. His immaculate leather shoes left no marks on the fur carpet as he made his way to the couch.

He took the tea she offered, his gaze involuntarily drifting to her abdomen. At over five months pregnant, she was obviously showing.

Emelie was dressed in a mint green dress today. It was loose and airy, perfect for summer. She also looked very refreshed.

He asked, "Is it okay to drink tea while pregnant?"

"A little is fine," she replied.

Wesley nodded, took a sip of the tea. As the sweetness spread through his mouth and down his tight throat, he frowned and looked at the cup.

Emelie noticed his dislike for the tea and chuckled in amusement. "Do you like it? It's black tea that I brought back from Thalassa."

"I don't really like it," he admitted.

Wesley was rather old-fashioned at times and had a preference for traditional things. He believed tea should have a distinct flavor. It was fine if it tasted bitter or astringent, but not if it was sweet.

"This is a local specialty. I find it quite refreshing. If you don't like it, I'll give the rest to Ash in a few days," Emelie said, putting away the opened tea bag.

Wesley held the cup and asked, "When did you get back?"

"Two days ago. I flew straight from Thalassa to Mercianna, spent a night at the manor, and then came here to see you," she said, holding up a box. "Here. A gift for you from my travels."

He set down his cup and took the wooden box from her. "What is it?"

Emelie replied, "It's a backgammon set from Thalassa."

Wesley opened the box and looked at the game pieces, puzzled. "I don't know how to play. It seems like a waste of your gift."

Emelie responded naturally, "I've learned how to play. I can teach you, just like you taught me how to play Go."

Wesley looked up at her, feeling a wave of emotion that nearly disrupted his composed demeanor.

He wasn't as calm as he appeared. This was their first meeting since their relationship had been made public, and it had been a year and two months since they last saw each other.

Though it hadn't been too long, it felt like a lifetime, with everything having changed drastically.

Emelie spoke so casually about their past when they were engaged, leaving Wesley momentarily speechless.

In the room, there was a set of custom-made chairs and a table from Glastony by the glass wall, combining comfort with style.