Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 742

Emelie's decision to jump off the cliff was something they had planned long in advance.

When the driver unexpectedly appeared at Mount Cinnamon, they immediately suspected something was off.

Earlier, Lyle mentioned that he had taken the driver away from Beathan. However, despite losing such an important witness, Beathan didn't make any moves to get him back. That was very unlike the Beathan they knew.

The driver wandering around the mansions in Mount Cinnamon could have been trying to meet the mastermind. At the same time, it was also possible that he was baiting them. If it was the latter, then the driver was the bait, and the one dangling the bait had to be the unusually quiet Beathan.

So, they made two plans. If it was the former, they'd catch the mastermind. If it was the latter, they'd play along, let Emelie "die", and lure Beathan to Capebatt City.

Since they were prepared, Emelie's jump from the cliff was carefully calculated in terms of position, distance, and height. There was a net set up below to catch her.

However, they didn't expect William to jump after her. They weren't prepared to catch a second person. Hence, William's jump almost cost him his life.

Jodie glanced at Emelie in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Emelie rested her right hand against her forehead, while her left hand lay stiffly by her side.

William almost lost his life, but Emelie managed to grab hold of him in that critical moment.

When they arrived at Sunnington Hill, Jodie stepped forward to ring the doorbell.

The door was opened by a maid. "Who are you looking for?"

Jodie was about to introduce herself when Patrice came out of the kitchen with a tray of medicine. When she saw Emelie at the door, she immediately asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see Mr. Middleton," Emelie replied.

"Save the crocodile tears. He's sleeping so he won't see anyone." Patrice sneered.

Emelie glanced at the traditional medicine in her hands. "Traditional medicine works best when it's hot. If he really were asleep, you wouldn't have poured it out. If you don't want me to see him, just say so. No need to make excuses. Jodie, leave the gifts and let's go."

Jodie handed the gift bags to the maid and followed Emelie as she turned to leave.

Patrice, growing anxious, called out, "Emelie! You're just going to leave? Even if he's asleep, you should stay and wait for him to wake up. He got hurt saving you!"

She headed toward the master bedroom, where the door was slightly ajar.

She expected to find William lying in bed, waiting to take his medicine. Instead, he was sitting on a small sofa by the bed, reading some documents.

He must have heard her conversation with Patrice because he looked up at the door when she appeared.

Their eyes met as Emelie leaned against the doorframe. "Mr. Middleton, you're still the same as ever. You hate staying in hospitals."

"It's just a scratch. It didn't seem like something worth a hospital stay," William said.

He got up and walked toward her.

At home, he wasn't wearing his usual shirt and suit. Instead, he had on a dark gray crew-neck sweater and flannel trousers, looking both casual and refined.

When he stood in front of her, his voice softened slightly. "What about your hand? Did you see a doctor?"