Winning Her Heart Back

Chapter 185 Suspect

The night grew colder, forming a thin mist under the streetlights, creating blurry shadows.

Famelle stayed composed. "I'm not a doctor. Even if I examine you, I can't treat you Mr. Middleton, you should see a doctor," she said calmly.

She didn't entertain has ambiguous remark.

William chuckled, watching Emelie's face flickering in the light and shadow by the window.

Wrapped in his oversized coal, she appeared even more delicate, her slender frame accentuated

She looked disheveled, with messy hair and a lingering paleness on her face. There was still a hint of redness, along with a faint bruise, reminiscent of her appearance on that rainy night three years ago. He turned his head away and sald, "Sill the same as before!

Emelie knew he was referring to her, but she didn't ask further. She simply stated, "Today's incident was caused by Ms. May."

"So, do you want me to help you get justice? William asked casually, turning up the heat to emit a comforting warmth mixed with the scent of wood, easing their tension "No, I just wanted to let you know! He probably wouldn't help even if it were a stranger, let alone Patricia. Emelie simply told him about the situation to keep him informed.

Given how precisely Wam found her, it was highly Ekely Patricia informed him.

Emelie had a thought and suddenly asked, "Mr. Middleton, did you and Patricia plan this together?"

The juul position was stark-one person left her, and another found her.

William's expression hardened in an instant "What did you say?"

Emelie quickly realized her thought was baseless. "Forget it," she said, dismissing the idea

There was no reason for him to do that

William laughed coldly. "Do you think 1 teamed up with Patricia to put you in danger, just to play the hero and save you?"

Patricia may have had that plan, but he had no idea before she acted. If he had known, he definitely wouldn't have agreed.

Now, Emelle believed he would conspire with Patricia in such a scheme.

"What do I gain from spending so much time on this? past a thank you from you? Emelle, is your gratitude really that precious? Or am I hoping it will move you, and bring you back to me?" Emelie pursed her lips. "No, I was overthinking it

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1 your heart,

William chuckded. "You really are overthinking. Do i really need to go through all this trouble just for you? In the end, won't you come back to me for your mother's 10 percent chance anyway? It's an inevitable outcome."

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Emelie had enough. "William, don't be too confident"

But William had the confidence to ask, "Can you find someone with better resources than me?

The ho remained sent until they reached the hotel.

Emelte got out of the car, and William was about to carry her again.

However, Emelle's mind cleared, and she resisted strongly "Mr. Middleton, Tean walk on

Williams glanced at her and shrugged, then walked into the hotel without waiting for her.

Emelle returned to her room first. She washed her hands and face Then, the doorbell rang. Upon opening the door, she saw William standing there.

She paused brieflybefore Samuel and Jayden, along with the others, arrived behind him. They knew she had returned and came to see her.

Emelie stepped aside to let them in and offered then seats, Samuel held her arm, looking serious. "Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital? We can go to the emergency

room now,"

"No injuries, no hospital needed," Emelie said, her lips pressed together. "Thanks for searching for me all night and delaying your work." "Don't mention it, as long as you're okay," Jayden said. “I've already sent Alexis to get you some chicken noodle soup. It'll warm you up." William didn't mention the villagers' incident, so Emelie didn't bring it up either.

"Thank you, Mr. Gleamfield"

William sat on the sofa, looking at her apathetically. "No thanks for me? Wasn't it me who brought you back?"

Emelie didn't think he would be bothered by this. She remembered him saying he wasn't expecting a thank you from ber

With everyone watching, Emelie felt compelled to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Middleton."

Witham looked at Samuel holding her arm, but she didn't resist. He smirked and called out to the person outside, "Are you not coming in?"