Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Have I Never Been Good to You

Emelie cleared her throat and spoke. Her voice was hoarse and faint. "If you want this table, you can have it, Mr. Middleton."

Willam fromed "What's wrong with your voice?"

Emelle continued to struggle, but Williamcommanded, "Sit down and eat, then 1'll take you to the hospital"

"No need, Mr. Middleton." She insisted on leaving. Yet Williams wouldn't tolerate disobedience.

In the tassle, the yogurt bowl on her tray tipped over, splashing onto Enelle's hand. In a flash of anger, she slammed the tray onto the table, drawing the attention of everyone in the restumat Wiliam's expression darkened instantly "Who we you the right to throw dishes around?

He would walk away coldly even when Henry slammed the table in front of him, let alone someone else

Teli was audacious beyond belief.

After slamming the tray, Emelle regretted it.

But when she looked at him, she remembered how he had treated her as a backup. Coupled with her sore throat and Justina acting like a mad dog, she couldn't contain herself.

She pursed her lips. "You have the right to toy with people at will, but I can't even vent my anger?"

Talking was tough for her now. Each sentence needed to be split into several parts.

Willam watched her with eyes as cold as midnight.

Meanwhile, Elle stood still, her expression now somewhat subdued. She didn't care how angry he was or how he was going to lecturer.

He hadn't yet retaliated for her previous deception. Emelie couldn't help but feel uneasy.

She wasn't actively waiting for him to cetalate, but since it wasn't his mal style, she felt like there was a sword hanging over her head:

Rather than living in constant fear, it was better to get it over with.

Willem looked at her "ready to die" expression, and the chilling air around him receded. Not only did he not lecture her, he even said, "Fine, vent however you want." Emelie was taken aback by his words

William took out a plece of paper and wiped off the yegut splashed on his clothes when she knocked over the tray. "Since you dared to deceive me, letting you throw a tantrum is nothing. You did it so mildly anyway. Think for yourself. Since you let the job, when have you seen me not throwing a tantrum.""

bele was rendered speechless.

Was he still asleep?

She didn't know how to respond to his retort

Just then, Ashton came over with a tray teside was a new bowl of yogurt for Felle, along with tacos, sausage, salad, and scrambled eggs for William

She also took away the spilled yogurt and cleaned the table.

William didn't look at Emelie again. He picked up his fork and said quietly, "Sit down."

Emelie stond fron

William asked, "Don't you notice everyone staring at you? How long do you want to be the subject of gossip"

Of course, Emelle had noticed the eyes around her

After swallowing in pain, she sat down in silence. She added to Ashton in thanks for the news bowl

Ashton smiled in response before moving to another table.

William noticed that Emelie was wearing her sult. "How much does Bryan pay you to work so hard she couldn't speak, yet she was still going to work Emelie lowered her pare as she drank the yogurt. "Mr. Davis has never interfered with my work," she replied softly

Why was she mentioning charles all of a. oh.

She was implying that he had previously imitated Charles, so she now interpreted his concern as charles concern. WIEam touched the tip of his tongue to his upper palate, feeling that bebe really knew how to provoke him

"Have I never been good to you? Is my kindness only in imitation?"

Emelie passed her action. If helping her counted as being good to her, then indeed he had, like in the recent incident at the Navarro residence.

But that was because Elena spoke up, and he helped her.

Emelie struggled to speak. "Since you appeared bere early in the morning, does that mean you have thought it through?

She was discussing her request for William to steer clear of Daphne, Patricia, and Elena, and to focus solely on asuing her.

That night, Fanelle didn't dare look at him after saying that. But now, she stared fixedly at william, not wanting to miss any hint of disdain or mockery from him

Willis eyes and met her gaze. But his expression was unchanged. It was still lood

"Patricia is my cousin sister. Even if stray from the norm, I wouldn't disregard ethics. As for Elena, there's nothing between us."

Fielle tightened her grip on the spoon "You're each other's high school first love. Isn't that something?