Winning Her Heart Back

 I'll Marry You

Charles wasn't a man who would force himself on a woman. Those who dated him had

chosen to be with him willingly. But with Emmie, he seemed to have always been harsher.

Charles felt a complicated mix of emotions. He scratched the back of his head and asked, " So, you got pregnant during that time?"

Emmie stayed silent.

Charles asked again, "We had broken up by then. Why did you decide to keep the baby?"

Emmie sneered, "You guessed right. At first, I planned to have the baby secretly and then either come to you or your parents for money."

She looked up at him. There were still teardrops on her eyelashes, but her gaze was icy cold.

She said, "You slept with me and treated me as a replacement. Then, you got bored and found someone new. When your new girlfriend told you I betrayed you, you believed her and pushed me away.

"When you wanted me again, you barged into my home and forced yourself on me. Why? Charles, why do you treat me so poorly?"

She wiped away her tears. "I know you. Even though you're a jerk, you're not completely without hope. You wouldn't ignore your own child. I thought that if I had your child, you would never forget me. That was the best way I could think of to get revenge on you."

In the end, she was just a young woman who had recently graduated from college. She didn't have any power or influence, and she wasn't very clever.

The only way she could think of to get back at Charles was to have a baby so that he would remember her forever. How foolish.

Emmie choked up. "But later... later, as Mia grew inside me day by day, I started to feel her moving. I could hear her heartbeat and see her little hands and feet. She's my child. I love her. I couldn't bear to give her up to you."Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

She continued, "Mia was born prematurely and almost didn't survive. I spent all my savings on her and barely managed to keep her alive."

She suddenly jumped off the bed, grabbed a fruit knife, and pointed it at him. "Charles, if you dare take her away from me, I'll take you down with me!"

Charles wasn't afraid that she would use the knife. Instead, he was more troubled by her tears and accusations. "Did you really not betray me back then?"

Emmie scoffed. "You didn't completely believe Xyla's lies, right? You were just tired of me. It just so happened that she gave you an excuse, and you used it to break up with me. Isn't that right?"

It turned out that she wasn't so foolish after all.

Charles didn't deny it.

Emmie continued, "Charles, I know everything. I was never your type. When we were together, you wouldn't even have paid attention to me. You only started dating me because Ms. Emelie died.

"Since my name is similar to hers, you accepted me. After six months, you moved on, and so you became tired of me as well."

She shook her head. "You hurt me once, and I got revenge. We're even now. Give Mia back to me, and my daughter and I will never appear in your life ever again."

Charles admitted that, after hearing what she said, he felt a little guilty toward her.

Indeed, he had been quite cruel to her in the past. He didn't have much integrity, as evidenced by how he had relentlessly pursued Emelie.

As he got older, he became less playful. He wasn't that interested in women anymore, and he hadn't had a girlfriend for a long time.

Knowing he had a daughter made him happier than anything else. So, he would never let Emmie take Mia away.

"I can't let you take Mia. She's my daughter, and she must stay with me," Charles said directly.

Emmie felt her heart shatter.

Charles continued, "Don't think that you'll win the custody either. The court will also consider the financial situation of both parents and who can provide better care for the child.

"If Mia stays with you, she'll have to move around a lot. And when you go to work, who will take care of her? She's still young. When she starts getting older, she'll need a good education and tons of other things. Can you afford it?"

Emmie bit her lip.

Charles walked up to her and held her trembling hand. He took the knife away from her." I'm giving you two choices. First, I'll give you ten million. You can go wherever you want, but you'll no longer have any ties with either me or Mia.

"Second, stay and help me take care of Mia."

Charles turned and put the fruit knife on the table, speaking casually. "I don't have any girlfriends right now, so you can think of it as us getting back together. Maybe in the future, I'll even marry you."

Emmie closed her eyes.

Did she have a choice? She didn't. She couldn't give up Mia.

After all that, Charles didn't sleep well that night.

Yet, early the next morning, his secretary knocked on his door and said, "Mr. Davis, Ms.

Pierce is here."