Winning Her Heart Back

 An Obligation of Favor

Emelie found it amusing and shook her head.

She said seriously, "Mr. Middleton, if you think that way about me, you're underestimating me. In fact, I hope for your good health the most."

It was the truth. She had no interest in killing a sick lion. He had to stay alive so she could make him pay for his past actions. Otherwise, all her hard work over the past two years would lose much of its appeal.

Jodie returned after making the call. "The rescue team said that they're on their way."

Emelie grunted in acknowledgment and opened William's wardrobe. She grabbed the thickest coat and tossed it to him. "Mr. Middleton, hang in there a little longer."

William caught the coat and observed her relaxed and pleased expression. "Are you in a good mood because your plan is working out?"

"I'm stuck here, unable to carry out my daily tasks. How could any plan be working out?" Emelie refused to admit anything while maintaining a nonchalant attitude.

She continued, "Don't you have anyone in Borealis City, Mr. Middleton? When you go to the hospital, you'll need someone to help you around. If not, you might have to hire a caregiver. However, in this weather, finding one might be tough."

William's throat hurt from coughing. Although he drank half of the glass of water she had poured him, his voice was still raspy,

William said, "You always help a person all the way, from start to finish. So, I can only trouble you further, Ms. Pierce."

Emelie squinted. "I thought lung tumors only affected the bronchi. Why does it seem like it's affecting your brain too, Mr. Middleton?"

What a joke. Imagine her sending him to the hospital and helping him with his hospital errands.

William glanced at the bodyguards staying on the first floor. "There's so many of you. You've been using my place, my resources, and my food for so many days. Don't you think you should repay me?"

Emelie sneered. "Jodie, transfer five million dollars to Mr. Middleton's account, and make a note that it's to cover our expenses for food and lodging during this time."

Jodie was about to comply when William said, "I won't accept the money."

He held the cup in his hand, the warmth of the water burning him slightly.

He spoke softly but firmly, "Ms. Pierce, do you think my help in such extreme weather conditions, where even a small mistake could cost lives, is only worth five million dollars?"

Emelie's patience wore thin. "So how much do you want?"

"I know you have money now, but some things can't be bought even with money," William said.

"For example, in the situation a few days ago, if you were stuck on the highway, no amount of money would get someone to guide you. Even if you risked leaving the highway, you'd have trouble finding a hotel. You can say I practically saved your lives," he argued.

He stared at Emelie and said each word slowly. "What you owe me this time is an obligation of favor, not money."

Emelie wasn't a naive child who could be blackmailed by such words. "If I called 911, I'm sure someoneUpstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

would come to rescue us. Don't think of yourself as someone so irreplaceable."

She couldn't be bothered to argue further. "Jodie, choose someone from our team who can take care of things and have them accompany Mr. Middleton to the hospital, following his instructions."

Jodie replied, "Yes."

Emelie used William's logic against him. "Mr. Middleton, you're in a foreign place, suffering from a severe illness, and facing bad weather. Even money might not guarantee you'll be able to receive the care you need. I'm practically saving your life. We're even now."

William coughed heavily.

Emelie was no longer as easily appeased as before.

Correction: she was never an easy person to appease, now she was even more difficult to placate.

She had no interest in wasting more time, so she he turned to leave.

William looked up and suddenly asked, "Do you want to know who was behind the car accident that happened to Wesley last year?"