Winning Her Heart Back

 Are You Pregnant?

They were both adults. Emelie knew exactly what kind of bargaining chip he wanted in exchange. Especially now that they were pressed so closely together, she could feel the changes in his body.

Given how far things had escalated between them, it was clear that William didn't care if she knew the whole truth and saw his true nature. To him, it made no difference whether she knew or not.

She was still in his grasp, and nothing could stop him from doing as he pleased. His arrogance and disregard for others were infuriating.

Emelie was on the verge of exploding. "Let go of me!"

William held her tightly. He then gripped her chin and kissed her. Without hesitation, Emelie opened her mouth and bit down on his tongue as if she intended to bite it off.

William quickly moved away. When he saw the anger and hatred in her bloodshot eyes, his brows twitched, and he covered her eyes with his hand. "Why are you so difficult to appease?"

The way he spoke made it seem as though she was the one being unreasonable.

Emelie was so enraged that she laughed. "Your father killed my biological father, and you killed my adoptive father. Yet, you still want me to have your child? What gives you the right to act this way? William, I just want to know. What gives you the right?"

William said in a deep voice, "I didn't force your father to do anything. He committed suicide, and that wasn't my doing."

"Do you think I'd believe that?" Emelie shouted. Perhaps because she had just eaten, her intense emotions, combined with all her struggling, put some pressure on her stomach, causing her to retch suddenly. "Ugh..."

She pushed William away and leaned over the edge of the couch.

William's expression darkened. "What's wrong? Do I make you that sick now?"

Emelie clung to the edge of the couch. "Yes! You disgust me! William, the biggest regret of my life is meeting you on that rainy night four years ago. I'd rather have been taken away by those people to pay off the debts than to have ever known you!"

William's expression became glum.

Emelie's stomach churned again, and she couldn't hold it back. She retched a few more times, but she didn't vomit.

William's eyes narrowed. "Are you pregnant?"

Emelie froze for a second, then immediately said, "No!"

William's gaze fell on her abdomen. Emelie felt goosebumps on her back.

"William, are you crazy? Vomiting doesn't equal a pregnancy! Can't I just be nauseated by you?"

William said coldly, "Let me tell you something. Four years ago, you were destined to meet me and get into my car."

Emelie's face turned pale as she stared at him. She did not understand what he meant.

William poured her a glass of warm water and placed it on the coffee table. His tone was indiscernible. It was neither joyful nor angry.

"I told you. I had a crush on you for many years and watched your every move. I knew when your family was in debt. I specifically went to find you that night."

Emelie's eyelashes fluttered, and her face turned pale.

William left no room for doubt. He made it clear that there were no "what ifs" between them.

On that rainy night four years ago, her fate had been sealed. She had been destined to get into his car, become his woman, and become entangled with him for years to come.

"You are destined to be mine."

How could he let go of the person that he had longed for for so many years? How could she leave him now?

In the end, they didn't continue their encounter that night. However, William still slept beside her. Emelie knew that she couldn't resist him. Still, she didn't want to be held by him.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

When she struggled, William threatened, "If you move again, we'll finish what we started on the couch."

Only then did Emelie shut her eyes tightly. Perhaps because she hadn't slept well the previous night, Emelie eventually fell asleep out of sheer exhaustion.

However, the following day, she was woken up by William before she was fully awake. Just as she was about to get angry, he gently asked, "Aren't you tired of staying at home? Get up. I'm taking you out today.

Emelie opened her eyes. "Where to?"

William released her and went to the full-length mirror to put on his tie. "The hospital."

Emelie sat up immediately. "Is it to see my mother?"

William didn't answer her question. He looked at her through the mirror and said, "Ms. Hoven, you should know my work hours, right?"

Did he mean that if she took too long, he wouldn't take her to the hospital?

Emelie quickly checked the time. It was already 8:15 am.

Without a second thought, she threw off the covers and got out of bed before rushing to the bathroom to wash up.

William was unhurried. He fastened his tie pin and picked up his cufflinks.

Once Emelie was ready, he took her out. Oddly, he didn't make her eat breakfast or even drink a glass of water. Emelie was preoccupied with her thoughts of Greta and didn't notice this.