Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 Undecided 

Entelle was taken aback. Her scattered thoughts instantly coalesced. Sitting up straight at the dining table, she looked at William opposite her. 

“Mr. Middleton, are you mistaken? i didn’t agree to anything last night.” 

William’s sharp gaze tumed toward her, his presence commanding as ever. “Didn’t agree? Then, what about the items in the bedroom trash can?” 

Those few items that they had used last night.. 

He was reminding her of what had transpired. Given all that had happened, how could she claim that there was no agreement? 

Emelie’s expression faltered. She picked up a small piece of cake, nibbling to settle her stomach. 

Then, she spoke softly, “Mr. Middleton, hasn’t it always been this way with us? Things happen, but roles remain distinct. It’s common.” 

In her three years with him, she had never had a s 

status. 

Emelie lifted her head, meeting his cold gaze. “I haven’t heard of Mr. Middleton granting Daphne any status either. Haven’t between you two?“! 

The microwave beeped as it finished heating. Willliam ignored it 

these been numerous occasions 

Instead, he approached the table, towering over her with a displeased tone. “Who else have been with? Give me a list. And who told you about Daphne and me having many instances?” 

Emelie couldn’t confirm the first part. As for the latter…. 

Emelie pursed her lips. “No one said it, but you two couldn’t have not done it, right? weren’t you even discussing macnage?” 

William turned his sharp gaze toward her, and his eyes darkened. Emelie lowered her head. She stabbed a strawberry on her cake with her fork 

Suddenly, William spoke, “Never” 

The strawberry rolled off the plate untouched. 

His expression remained impassive. “Never, we’re not even in a relationship? 

Emelle looked up abruptly. She didn’t believe what he said. 

After all this time, they hadn’t even had feelings for each other for nearly half a year? How could that be true? 

If he claimed they hadn’t done anything because William respected Daphne’s “good upbringing” and “avoided premarital relations“, Emelie reluctantly believed him to some extent. 

But to suggest they never even had a relationship? How could that be possible? 

With all his precious protectiveness and declarations of marriage and children with Daphne, Emelie couldn’t believe they hadn’t shared any emotional connection. 

She couldn’t believe it. She truly couldn’t. 

She thought willlam was just being evasive. Though she couldn’t figure out why he would be about this, she simply didn’t believe it. If they had no relationship at all, what did all the pain be caused her for Daphne amount to? 

Emelie felt a pang in her chest. She realized that she had never really let go of that pain, nor forgotten it just brief recollection brought back the ache she felt at the time when she thought about his favoritism toward Daphne, his neglect of her, and the injustice she had suffered 

Emelie extuled heavily. She ate halt the cake, and her hunger diminished. She stood up from the table, latent on finding her phone 

She dressed inappropriately for going out, so lumelie had to call the hotel’s room service to fetch her clothes tor changing. She was ready to leave. 

past as she spotted her purse on the coffee table and moved to grab it, William hurriedly closed the gap in three quick steps. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. 

you treat 

Herback pressed against his chest before she could tum around, William’s voice was tinged with restrained anger, “Leaving? If you are leaving now, will you me like a stranger again the next time we meet? 

Emelle didn’t respond to his question. He was correct. 

Emelie hadn’t quite figured out how the wanted to proceed with him next, what role she would play. 

Since they couldn’t agree now, it seemed they would revert to being “past friends“. Willian tightened his grip, his hold almost merging them. 

William tightened his arms around her, his grip strong as if trying to mrld her into his body. 

His expression reflected in the glass cabinet across from her. Emelle saw his dark eyes, deep as unfading link. It seemed like holding onto something unresolved. 

She did not attempt to struggle. She knew resistance was futile. 

After a few minutes, he finally spoke during which the microwave beeped repeatedly, “used to blame myself for not giving you a status before Now I have, and you refuse it. You don’t want to reconcile with me. So, what did you consider me last night?” 

Emelie remained silent. With his demanding demeanor and insistence on status, anyone unaware might think Emelie was the fickle, heartless one in their relationship. 

Since he put it that way, Emelle decided to respond bluntly, “Last night, 1 treated you as someone who helped me vent my emotions. You can just treat me as payment for that fireworks display.” 

“Fine.” While William verbally agreed, his expression remained chillingly cold “Let’ural. Afterward, I expect to continue my “payment.” Be prepared.” 

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