Winning Her Heart Back

Reserved just for You 

As Wesley placed Emelie on the bed, she woke up. Blinking sleepily, she looked at him and said, “Wesley, you’re back.” 

Wesley glanced down at her. “Doesn’t your head hurt from sleeping so much every day?“” 

“I’m tired,” she mumbled. Then, she curled up under the blanket like a cold, sleepyk 

Wesley’s fingers involuntarily brushed her cheek. Jodie, who had been standing behind, silently left the bedroom. Once outside the door, her expression showed hesitation. 

The room was dimly lit, with only the streetlights from the garden and the wall lamps from the corridor casting a soft, warm glow. 

Wesley’s voice was gentle as he said, “Let’s go out for a meal. You haven’t explored Merclanna at all since you arrived.” 

Emelie showed little interest Resting her head on the comer of the blanket, she replied, “I’ve already seen the place on the way from the port to the estate the other day.” 

“Don’t you want to go out? When he didn’t receive an answer, he didn’t press further and said, “Then, let’s eat at home. Get up.” 

With a silent sigh, Emelie followed Wesley downstairs. 

The butler and maids at the estate were of Estecan descent, so they prepared Estecan dishes. However, Emelie didn’t eat mech. And unless Wesley spoke to her, she remained silent- Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

There was nothing particularly wrong with her behavior. After all, she had a quiet personality. 

After dinner, Emelle intended to head back upstairs. Wesley observed her and asked, “Are you going back to sleep again? 

Emelle looked at the time. It was already 9:30 pm. “Aren’t you going to rest?” 

“If I lie down right after eating, I might get a stomach ache. You were the one who told me that” Wesley stood up as he spoke. Then, he continued, “I’ll show you around the place. Consider it a post–dinner walk.” 

“I’m not very full, so I don’t need to walk off the meal. I’m a bit sleepy. I’ll explore the estate another day.” 

Wesley merely called out to the maids, saying, “Coat” 

The maids brought him a long overcoat and a cloak for Emelie, indicating that he was determined to have her leave the house that evening. 

Emelie put on the cloak reluctantly. 

Although it was night, the estate was well–lit. Thus, the paths were easy to navigate. 

The architecture of the place was lavish and dramatic, featuring intricate carvings and vivid colors that were both classical and artistic. As they walked, Wesley explained the history of the place. 

The estate was built in the 19th century and had originally belonged to a Faldoria noble. The noble, who was fond of luxury and had good taste, had commissioned skilled artisans to create a masterpiece that was renowned at the time. 

However, the noble’s descendants were not as impressive, and after the family’s decline, the estate was sold to the File family. 

When Wesley turned 20, the head of the Filo family, his grandmother, gave him the estate as a birthday gift 

“The name Denning from the Denning residence is my grandmother’s family name, Amelia Denning, Everyone calls her Mrs. Denning.” Wesley said softly. 

Emelie looked at him, and curiosity appeared on her face. She wanted to ask him something. 

However, she fell silent before she could ask. Perhaps she felt that it didn’t concern her and decided not to pursue it. Thus, she decided to keep quiet instead. 

Wesley gave her a long look before leading her to a room. 

The room was spacious. Unlike the rest of the estate’s opulence, it was sparsely furnished, with only a piano and some other instruments inside. The walls were fitted fully with 

As they entered the room, their reflections appeared on the walls. 

Emelie looked back at him in puzzlement. Wesley explained, “This is the dance practice room.” 

“Do you dance?” Emelie asked instinctively. After she spoke, she realized that it was an odd question. 

However, Wesley smiled slightly and said, “It’s for you.” 

Umele was taken aback. “For me?” 

“You used to love dancing, remember? Wesley leaned against the ballet barre with his arms crossed as he looked at her. 

telle hesitated before replying. “I haven’t forgotten.” 

Wesley spoke gently, “After my grandmother gave me the estate, i renovated it. I specifically reserved a few rooms for you. This dance practice room was designed just for you.” Did he just say that he had set aside a few cooms in his home for her?