Winning Her Heart Back

Who Are You to judge Them? 

Emelle turned around and replied, “I slept soundly last night, so I didn’t know.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Willem looked at her. After drying his hands, he said, “After what you just said, shouldn’t you follow up by asking me where I went last night?” Emelie frowned slightly. “I don’t recall ever interfering with your daily activities before, Mr. Middleton.” 

william put down the towel and indifferently said, “You can ask more in the future” 

Emelie couldn’t understand why he suddenly became so demanding, and she suddenly felt less impressed with the Eastanian charm of the r responded, “Alright” 

For the next 72 hours, she could only consent to whatever he said. 

llam stood up and walked over to Emelie. “What are you looking at?” he asked. “Do y 

Emelle shook her head “No, I’m just looking around.” 

want to take a boat ride?” 

restaurant. She nodded casually at 

“If you’re interested in a boat ride, I’ll take you,” Willam remarked. He headed out of the prhate room, but Emelie was really just looking around. 

She reluctantly followed him. 

He had always been so decisive and arbitrary 

William briefly spoke to the manager, who promptly instructed aboarman to bring the boat ashore, 

With his hands in his pockets, he waited for the bow of the boat to approach, then effortlessly stepped aboard and extended his hand palm–up to her. 

Emelle looked at the lines on his pain for a few seconds. Just as his gaze was about to shift, she grasped his hand. With a slight pull from William, she also jumped onto the boa The boatman was at the stern and soon began to row. 

The small wooden boat swayed slightly as it glided across the lake. The perspective from the center of the lake felt distinctly different from that on the shore. 

Emelle and Willam opted to stay on the bow of the boat rather than going inside the cabin. The rippling lake water reflected their silhouettes with each standing on a different sidi of the boat. 

“Do they have boat tours like this where you come from? William casually asked. In his experience, historic towns often featured these crafted scenes of charming bridges anc serene lakes to fulfill tourists‘ fantasies: 

Sure enough, Emelie nodded. “Yes.” 

“Have you ever tried it?” William inquired. 

Emelie shook her head. Despite it being December, the chill on the lake’s surface made her tock her hands deeper into her pockets. “My dad thought spending 40 dollars on a boat ride that lasts only 20 minutes, with the same scenery visible both on board and on land, was a waste of money.” 

Willam rated an eyebrow. “So, do you want to try it?” 

as she watched the tourists cruise along the riverbank. 

Emelle nodded earnestly. As a child, she had truly wished to try it out. Back then, she had always felt envious as she was Willam chuckded. “If he’s too tight to drop codollars to make his daughter happy, then how did he muster up the courage to bet his entire fortune on a land deal?” 

Emelle pursed her lips. Ronan had fallen for this trap because someone convinced him by saying, “Let’s pool our money to buy this piece of land in the new district, it’s in a prime location, and once the area develops fully, the land’s value will skyrocket. We’ll be sitting on a goldmine.” 

Ronan had been brainwashed into believing that it was his chance to strike it rich, so he had gone ahead without hesitation. 

Yet, the outcome turned out to be the exact 

opposite. It was all a sham, and he had been deceived 

As William said that, his tone dripped with disdain. He scored Ronan’s reckless ambition, his lack of self–awareness, and his attempt to strike it rich like a nouveau riche dreamer. 

Emelie chose not to react to Wam’s disparaging comments. Instead, she turned away. 

William continued, “He’s in his 40s and still lacks common sense. It’s no wonder that he gets into protests and brawls in prison.” 

He was clearly frustrated with Emelle being so close to her family. Whether it was her parents or siblings, they seemed to occupy too much of her thoughts and emotions. He preferred it when she had eyes and heart only for him for the past three years. 

He found it unsenting that missing just one day at the hospital could cause such anxiety in her. While her family seemed burdensome to her, he felt compelled to help her out of respect for her 

“A bunch of troublemakers,” he added dismissively. 

Finally, Emelie couldn’t hold back any longer. She tumed to look at him and sternly said, “Despite his countless flaws and shortcomings, he’s still my father. His protests are for my mother’s sake, and his tights in prison were provoked by someone slandering me in front of him.” 

Then, she added, “He’s just an ordinary person, and it’s his first time being a parent. Like everyone else, he has his good and bad sides. I can accept that my parents aren’t perfect, but who are you to judge them? 

Will narrowed his eyes. “Are you trying to educate miku 

Emelle shook her head slightly. “No, not at al 

William took a step toward her, and Emelle instinctively wanted to step back. However, there was nowhere to retreat on the boat, 

William’s expression turned slightly cold, just as he was about to speak, a voice echoed across the lake, “Mr. Middleton’s great to see you in such good spirits!