Winning Her Heart Back

 He Lowered His Head and Kissed Her Hand

Emelie stood by the window with her arms crossed and pondered over Wesley's opposition to her wanting to buy the house of the Pierce family. However, she couldn't think of a reason for his reluctance.

She remembered that Wesley had always seemed uncomfortable when she mentioned anything about the Pierce family.

Two years ago, when he had first taken her to meet Yennifer, Yennifer had called her Mandy. Wesley had corrected her, saying, "Call her Eme. She prefers the name Emelie."

In truth, Emelie didn't mind how she was addressed.

In fact, since Yennifer was a close friend of her mother, Julianna, she wanted to ask Yennifer about the Pierce family. Surely, Yennifer would know a lot about the Pierce family. However, before she could ask much, Wesley insisted that they leave.

He even pulled her away before she could get any information.

She found it strange that Wesley was unwilling to let her know about the Pierce family.

Wesley explained that he had some disagreements with Yennifer and didn't want to stay at the Filo residence any longer.

Emelie pinched her nose and walked away from the window. "Jodie."

Jodie appeared. "Ms. Pierce."

Emelie instructed her, "Book me a flight to Mercianna."

Jodie looked surprised. "Now?"

Emelie checked the time, and it was 4.30 pm. "Yes, the earliest flight."

The earliest flight was at 8.30 pm.

The following day, Emelie arrived at the Denning Residence in Mercianna at 9:30 am.

The household staff were already at work, and Emelie happened to run into a maid who was carrying Wesley's breakfast upstairs.

The maid was surprised to see her. "Ms. Pierce, you're back?"

Emelie simply smiled and asked, "Where's Mr. Cronus?"

The maid replied softly, "Mr. Cronus is in the study."

"I'll bring it up."

"Alright."

Emelie took the breakfast and went upstairs.

The study door was ajar. As she pushed the door open, Wesley, who was sitting behind his desk, asked in a low voice, "Who said you could enter without knocking... Eme?"Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Emelie blinked twice at what he said. She raised her hand and knocked twice on the door before walking over. "Who has upset you? Why are you in such a sour mood this morning?"

Wesley came to his senses and asked, "When did you get back?"

Emelie put the breakfast down. "I bought a plane ticket and flew back as soon as you stopped answering

my calls."

It was a 15-hour flight from Capebatt City to Mercianna, and she had come back solely for that reason. Wesley looked at her, and it was as if something had struck a chord in his heart.

He said softly after a moment, "I'm not going to ignore your calls forever. Isn't it exhausting to fly such a long distance for such a small matter?"

"For more than two years, you've never objected to anything I've done. This is the first time we've had a disagreement. If we're going to disagree, it's better to discuss it face to face. Ignoring them won't help, will it?"

Wesley had always been indulgent with her, and this was the first time he hadn't answered her calls. Given the way he acted, she was worried about what was wrong.

Then again, humans could never fully understand each other. Since she couldn't figure out the reason, no matter how hard she thought, she decided it would be better to use the time to ask him in person.

There had indeed been a change in Emelie's approach to problems.

She used to be more patient, but now she preferred to tackle problems head on.

She didn't like unexplained conflicts, especially not with him.

Wesley smiled. "You make me sound like an immature child." He gestured for her to come closer. "Come here."

Emelie walked around the desk and stood in front of him.

Wesley had just gotten up, for he was still in his pajamas. The house was warm enough. His pajamas were thin and unbuttoned at the top. They revealed his long neck and throat.

Wesley took her left hand and undid the strap on her glove to remove it.

Her hand was warm from the gloves. Wesley held her hand and rubbed her knuckles gently with his thumb. Then, he lowered his head and kissed her hand.