Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 220

Chapter 220 Grudge

Chapter 220 Grudge

After leaving Reggie's place, Lyle made his way to the hospital. In the hallway, he crossed paths with William, who was being wheeled back to his room after a nurse had just finished stitching up his wounds. Jayden walked alongside the bed, chatting with William. Lyle greeted them nonchalantly, "sey, Will Jayden."

As he approached closer, Lyle's expression soured at the sight of William's pallor. "Damn, Will You look worse than I expected. Maybe I went too easy on him."

"Too easy on who?" Jayden asked, then quickly caught on "You went after eccle?

"Yeah, [wrapped up the Blossom Clove deal, Lyle replied, handing a contract to Ashton with a satisfied smirk. "They'll be moving out tonight.

Jayden leaned in with interest. "How'd you do that?

"Not much. Just had him kneel, Lyle said nonchalantly. By this time, they had reached the room, and Emelle could hear their conversation.

Lyde commented, "I was a bit late to the party. Reggie's leg was already busted when I showed up. No clue who did it."

So, Reggie had to kneel with a broken leg. Lyle had a talent for tormenting people, which explained why Reggle hurriedly signed the contract and agreed to move out overnight. Dealing with tough guys called for playing hardball. As the nurse wheeled William's bed into the room, Lyle spotted Lmelie. His youthful, handsome face broke into a smirk,

"Well, well, Ms. Hoven, sharing a room with Will, huh? Are you injured, too? Where's the injury? Is it serious?"

Emelle set her phone down, ignoring his remarks. Undeterred by her silence, Lyle continued, "Are you still holding a grudge over that Mr. Sanders incident?

"I even took a slap from you. Don't tell me that wasn't enough."

Emelie's resentment toward Lyle stemmed from his past manipulation and mistreatment of her, compounded by the fallout involving Mona. Lyle mulled it over. "Is this still about your friend's video leaking?"

He went on to clarify, "It wasn't intentional on my part. A couple of days after the incident, Will asked me to delete the surveillance footage, so i did.

"It turns out that one of my guys mentioned it to someone in Ms. Bowen's circle during a casual chat and shared the video without my knowledge. Will was kept in the dark about it, and I've already handled the guy responsible."

Emelle hesitated, taking a moment to absorb the revelation. "So, Daphne found out about it on her own, not from any pillow talk with William?" she thought.

Realizing this brought a sense of relief-she definitely didn't want to be a subject of conversation between William and Daphne. The mere thought made her stomach turn.

And it sounded like Daphne orchestrated the leak of Mona's screenshots entirely on her own, without William pulling any strings behind the scenes. Emelie kept her thoughts to herself, offering no response to Lyle's remarks.

Lyle chewed on his tongue, considering his next move but replaceing nothing worth saying Jayden picked up on Lyle's extra attention whenever Emelie was around.

Not wanting to dwell on it, Jayden gave Lyle a pat on the shoulder, signaling it was time to go. "It's late now. Let Will get some test"

"Alright then. Will, we're out," Lyte nodded, ready to leave

William nodded back, acknowledging their departure. Once they were gone, the room settled back into silence.

Emelle sniffed herself and wrinkled her nose at the faint odor. After a day navigating moddy fields, dealing with stray dogs and troublemakers, getting injured, and enduring hospital's antiseptic smells, she wasn't surprised.

Being a bit of a germaphobe, she pulled back the covers and headed to the bathroom for a quick wash. Her injury was limited to her hand; otherwise, she was fit and mobile. The perks of the VIP ward included having all the comforts of home right at hand. Emelle couldn't twist a towel, but she could manage with a damp washcloth. She carefully dampened it, squeezed it out, and slowly cleaned herself, methodically wiping away the day's grime.

After changing into a fresh hospital gown, she felt a sense of relief. As she stepped out of the bathroom, Emelie noticed William struggling. With one hand on his abdominal wound, he stretched awkwardly for a water glass just beyond his reach on the bedside table.

Frustration creased his brow as he struggled with his physical limitations. He clearly wasn't used to hitting a wall like this.

"But he could have just called for Ashton outside. Why was he being so stubborn? Just as she pondered this, William caught her gaze.

The guy, who had refused to ask for help moments ago, now asserted, "Get me a

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