Winning Her Heart Back

 The Worthless Mr. Middleton

William had brought two cars. One was a nanny car, and the other was a sedan. William told Patrice to go to the sedan first.

Patrice used to think that William was too aloof to ever get married. Now, she thought that William was too humble and accommodating, which might also leave him single.

"Patrice," William called out in a deep voice.

Patrice snapped back and said, "Look at how weak you are."

Then, she stomped off to the sedan.

William and Emelie were left alone to board the nanny car.

Patrice sat in the backseat of the sedan. Her arms were crossed, and she had a furious expression.

Ashton tried to soothe her. "Ms. Wade, please don't be angry with Ms. Pierce."

Patrice paused and then sighed. "I'm not really mad at Emelie. It's just that I can't stand how William has been neglecting his own health. It was just a bail situation. He didn't need to come himself. I could have handled it.

"Showing up at the police station with the Middleton family name would've given us enough clout. He didn't need to personally brave the snowstorm to be here."

What bothered her more was that Emelie didn't even appreciate William's effort, which Patrice found unbearable.

Ashton hesitated to respond. She wanted to explain that the situation between them was complicated, and Patrice didn't understand enough to judge Emelie so harshly.

Patrice worriedly asked, "Did the doctor say that his tumor has spread again?"

Ashton nodded and replied quietly, "There hadn't been any indications for surgery before, but now it's possible. Still, I don't think Mr. Middleton will go through with it."

Patrice was anxious. "Why not? This isn't something that can be delayed."

Ashton worriedly glanced at the nanny car ahead and frowned in concern.

The nanny car was spacious, with seats and a small table inside.

Emelie sat down on a small sofa and started eating immediately. She opened the takeout container and was greeted by the aroma of sweet potatoes topped with sour cream.

She didn't feel hungry before, but now she realized she was starving. She tasted the sour cream and found it delicious.

Meanwhile, the man sitting across from her was simply watching her.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Mr. Middleton, aren't you going to eat?"

"I will." Though William responded, he didn't open his takeout box.

Emelie wasn't surprised at all. William was particular about every detail. Unless he had to, like when they were snowed in for those few days, he always sought the best in everything.

This included his food and living conditions. Thus, how could he possibly eat food from a street stall?

Emelie didn't bother with whether he ate or not and just continued eating on her own.

William, who was sitting across from her, had stopped coughing and appeared perfectly normal now. Suddenly, he asked, "You used to have stomach problems where, if you went hungry for too long, you'd be in so much pain that you couldn't even stand. Does that still happen?"

Emelie paused. She remembered how he used to be very attentive to her meals in the past.

She replied calmly, "No. Work keeps me busy, and I often eat at odd hours. I've gotten used to it over time.

William frowned. "There's always work to do, but you should still eat on time."

Emelie looked at him with mild amusement. Before they parted ways in Borealis City, she had slapped him. Yet here he was, still concerned about her.

He truly was the worthless Mr. Middleton.

Patrice had said that Emelie had changed, but it was clear that William was the one who had changed the most.

William could see the sarcasm in her eyes. He knew that she was mocking him, but he didn't mind.

After Emelie had taken a few bites to ease her hunger, William asked, "I just got off the plane and heard that you were involved in an accident outside the hotel this evening. A car lost control and almost hit you. Were you hurt?"

Emelie's expression turned cold at the mention of this. "Mr. Swanson pushed me out of the way in time. I'm fine, but he got injured."

William offered, "The best orthopedic surgeon in Capebatt City is at Silver Wing Hospital. I'll have someone bring him over."

"There's no need to trouble yourself, Mr. Middleton. I'll ensure he gets the best care. As for the mastermind behind this, I'll make sure that they pay the price." There was a hint of murderous intent in Emilie's words.

William asked, "Do you know who did it?"

Emelie asked in return, "Mr. Middleton, can't you think of anyone?"Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

William was stunned, and his expression changed slightly. "Do you suspect me?"

Emelie continued to chew her sweet potato slowly while William's expression turned as cold as ice. His sharp eyes were locked on her.

"I would never harm you. You can suspect me of many things, but I would never hurt you," he said, repeating his sentence twice.