Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 914

It was 6:45 am in the morning. Emelie was walking to school as she ran into her classmate along the way. So, they walked together.

However, Emelie seemed off that day. Her classmate noticed and asked, "Are you feeling okay? Did you stay up late studying again?"

"No. I went to bed early last night, but I feel a little dizzy. Not sure what's wrong," Emelie said.

Her classmate touched Emelie's forehead and confirmed that she didn't have a fever.

"I've got some balm with me. Want some?" her classmate said.

Emelie replied. "Sure, thanks."

"Don't mention it," her classmate said.

Since Emelie had skipped a grade, she was the youngest in the class. Emelie was two years younger than her classmate, who treated her like a little sister.

Emelie applied the balm to her temples. After that, she returned it to her classmate, who was staring off into the distance.

"Isn't that William over there? Standing by his car, talking to someone? He even got bodyguards with him," she said.

Emelie didn’t catch what she had said. She thought that her classmate had just spotted someone familiar and said, "Want to go say hi?"

Her classmate showed an exaggerated expression. "Who dares?"

No one in their right mind would casually greet William.

Emelie's classmate grabbed her hand and urged, "Let's go."

But as soon as Emelie started running, her head throbbed even more.

When William turned his head and saw Emelie's retreating figure. As her school uniform skirt twirled in the breeze, his gaze deepened.

"Will." The woman in the car called out to him.

William's expression turned neutral again as he retracted his gaze.

"You two are over seventy, combined. If you still can't take responsibility for your choices, you've practically wasted your lives." His voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

The woman fell silent for a moment before speaking again. "I've tried my best to tolerate him, but he openly moved in with his secretary. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to divorce him. Otherwise, they'll drive me mad."

William remained silent.

He breathed steadily, the dull ache in his chest rising again. It wasn't sharp enough to truly hurt, but it was there, lingering.

This woman was his biological mother, and she was finally going to leave Henry.

A business marriage had forcibly tied these two strangers together for twenty years. They had never argued or fought and lived as if the other didn't exist.

They were silent and repressed. They would sit at the same dinner table without ever exchanging a glance.

Sometimes, William thought they were insane. Maybe everyone was crazy.

Despite that, they were his parents, the ones who gave him life.

Whitney was better than Henry in some ways. Perhaps because William was her son, she'd held on to a sliver of maternal love. But in recent years, she had developed bipolar disorder. During her episodes, she could even turn violent.

"Just end everything. I've been telling you—if it's not working, leave. There's no need to torture yourself. Just let me know when the papers are signed." William spoke calmly.

"It's already done. I'll be leaving Capebatt City today," Whitney replied with hesitation.

William's throat tightened. "Ah…"

Whitney's eyes glistened with tears as she looked at him. "Will, do you hate me? You haven't been home for days. I had no choice but to come to your school to find you."

A mocking smile tugged at William's lips. "You guys haven't been home either, have you?"

The family of three each lived in separate houses, and none of them returned to what was supposed to be their home.

"I don't hate you. Don’t overthink it. Where are you going after you leave Capebatt City?" William said in a flat tone.

"I'm going to Sentiland. It's good staying there. I want to focus on getting treatment first," Whitney replied.

"Is everything arranged? Your place, and the doctors. Do you have someone to take care of you?" William asked.