Winning Her Heart Back

Chapter 813 On the Brink of Falling

At first, William was a little angry. After all, he was William Middleton-the one always in control of everything. Not only had he become someone else's pawn this time, but he had also ended up in such a miserable, pathetic state.

Even on that graduation trip back in college, when he accidentally crossed paths with a gang, got caught up with crooked cops, and took a brutal beating, he hadn't been in such a sorry state.

However, the moment he met Emelie's eyes, he felt that there wasn't anything to be mad about. After all, it concerned her.

His expression softened. 'I'm not angry. I'm fine as long as you're okay."

Emelie didn't believe that he wasn't angry. She emphasized each word slowly, "William, I said I played you." William patiently replied, "And I said I'm fine as long as you're okay."

Emelie gritted her teeth and laughed sarcastically. "William, to be honest, after everything you've done for me, I'm almost starting to feel soft-hearted. If my mom hadn't died, I might even consider letting everything with you become water under the bridge.

William's gaze was dark and deep.

"Alas, that's impossible.' Emelie shook her head.

William lowered his eyes, the folds of his eyelid faintly visible. "Yeah, that's impossible. Everything I've done for you is what I owe you. Even if one day I end up dying in front of you, it'll still be my debt to you. You don't need to feel any burden."Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Emelie wasn't physically hurt, yet every breath she took felt like a sharp jab to her chest.

William adjusted his position on the hospital bed. He was wearing a patient gown with an IV needle in the back of his hand.

He opened his arms. "But right now, could you come over here and let me hold you for a bit?"

Emelie's gaze wavered.

William's voice was gentle. 'I'm in a lot of pain. Let me hold you for a moment, just to ease it a little. Please?"

Emelie was right in front of him, just one step away. However, she didn't move.

William reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. Emelie didn't push him away.

He pulled her closer, successfully hugging her, his face buried against her stomach.

Emelie could clearly feel herself teetering, on the brink of falling. But, she couldn't let herself fall. No matter what, she couldn't do that.

She coldly said, 'My wedding with Wesley is set for mid-April, which will be in the middle of spring. Spring will be in full bloom, and all the flowers will be back to life. Make sure you're there."

William raised her head. "I'll let you do anything you want to do except that. You can't marry him."

Emelie scoffed. 'Why can't I?"

William said, "You think that he's that great?"

"He is that great," she said.

She stood while he sat, her gaze cold and piercing as she looked down at him.

She continued, "He knows what happened between us that night when we were drugged, but he wasn't angry. He didn't blame me nor did he think that I'd betrayed him. He understands me, sympathizes with me, and accepts me.

"He's the most emotionally stable man I've ever known, the one who knows how to love me best.

"As for the explosion at Swanson Technology Park, except for that split second when it happened, I've always firmly believed that it wasn't him.

"He doesn't need to explain. I just know that he would never do something like that. That's the kind of trust I have in his character. He's the only one who has my unconditional trust.

"We don't even need words to understand each other. With just a look, we know what the other person is thinking. When I needed to put on an act, he played along with me seamlessly. No one else could compare to the chemistry we have.

"He's just that good. Marrying him is the right choice.

Despite listing all those reasons, it was unclear whether she was saying them to William. Perhaps she was trying to stop herself from falling by shackling herself with those reasons, forbidding herself to move away from Wesley.