Winning Her Heart Back

 The Wedding Date

William couldn't take it any longer.

He pushed aside the water Lyle was offering and stood up, leaning on the table as he hoarsely said, 'I think we've had enough of this meal. Since Mr. Cronus has something to attend to this afternoon, I won't keep him any longer."

Without looking at anyone, he left his seat and walked out the door.

But he couldn't suppress the urge to cough. Every few steps, he would cough a bit more.

Ashton watched William with concern. William's condition had been under control, but now it seemed to have relapsed. "Mr. Middleton, let me take you to the hospital."

William closed his eyes as he replied in a raspy voice, "There's no need for that."

Just as Ashton was about to persuade him further, a woman's voice sounded from behind. "William."

Ashton turned around to see Emelie, who had followed them out.

Ashton was overjoyed. 'Ms. Hoven, please help convince Mr. Middleton. He's coughing so much, but he refuses to go to the hospital. It's not right'

William fought back another coughing fit as he turned to look at her. His eyes were slightly reddened from the earlier intense coughing.

"You're not here to persuade me to see a doctor. You're here to warn me to stay away from Mr. Cronus so I don't hurt him, aren't you?" he said.

Emelie stared at him. "As long as you know."

"Don't you think he provoked me first?" William pressed his lips tightly together. Emelie replied, "He's not that kind of person."

William chuckled. Covering his chest, he struggled to speak. 'Do you really know him that well? I think you don't even know who he truly is."

Emelie found his words even more ridiculous. "If I don't know who he truly is, then do you?"

"You'd better really know-

William's words were interrupted by a coughing fit as he couldn't hold it back any longer. He covered his mouth as he started coughing again.

Emelie wasn't sure if she was more upset by his words or by seeing him in such a state.

Her face remained cold as she said, "Do you even know what you're saying? We're engaged. Do you think you know him better than I do?"

William gave her a faint smile. "An engaged couple is simply an unmarried man and woman being together. By that logic, you and I are also engaged.'

"Stop twisting things,' Emelie said.

Suddenly, someone steadied her by the waist. She turned to see Wesley standing behind her.

"Since Mr. Middleton is so interested in our wedding, why don't we take this opportunity to invite him to join us in April?" Wesley said.

Emelie looked at Wesley in surprise. They hadn't mentioned anything about this before.

Instinctively, she glanced at William, whose dark eyes were swirling with hidden emotions.

The three stood facing each other in the corridor.

Meanwhile, from another hallway, a waiter quietly called out to a man who had been standing still for some time. "Sir?"

Bryan withdrew his gaze.

He nodded to the waiter and continued following him to the private room.

He had only stopped by for a meal and hadn't expected to run into William and Emelie

Bryan reflected on the events of the previous day as he approached the private room's door but then paused. "I won't be eating today. I'll come back another time.

With that, he turned and left, leaving the waiter standing there in bewilderment.

After leaving the restaurant, Bryan headed to Beathan's house in Capebatt City.

When he rang the doorbell, Beathan answered the door almost immediately.

Bryan was taken aback for a moment. He looked closely and saw that Beathan, who was usually so polite, now had a face full of hostility.

He frowned and asked, 'What's wrong with you?'

Beathan took a deep breath before replying, "I thought it was the police again."

The police had been visiting him daily over the past few days, sometimes several times a day, to question him. While the questions seemed routine, there was no way for him to file a complaint.

After being interrogated a few times, how could he be in a good mood?

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"This is Emelie's way of dealing with you. She's using the police to drive you crazy, pushing you to make mistakes," Bryan said, hitting the nail on the head.

Beathan knew they were doing this on purpose. Still, knowing was one thing. His mood was just as bad as

ever.

He exhaled before stepping aside to let Bryan in. 'Mr. Swanson, is there something you need?" Bryan changed into indoor shoes. 'I've been observing Emelie and William these past few days."

Beathan narrowed his eyes. "What about them?"

"I think there's still something unresolved between them."