Chapter 374 A Change of Heart
The drive from Weston to Capebatt City took just four hours on the highway, Emelie was in a light mood. She felt relief now that the burden of Elena had been lifted.
She first responded to the messages that she had missed during her “disappearance” over the past two days<b>, </b>and <b>then </b>she started to feel sleepy.
The scent of cinnamon in the ear<b>, </b>with its warm, wintery ambiance <b>was </b>incredibly soothing. Her head rested against the window, and soon enough, her eyes began
to close.
She wasn’t in a deep sleep, When William reached over, cushioning her head with his <b>hand </b>against the ss, she woke up
Emelie slightly opened her eyes. She saw William holding a tablet in one hand, reading emails. His other hand acted as a buffer between her <b>head </b><b>and </b>the window, protecting her from the car’s bumps
<b>His </b>actions were so natural as if it was the most ordinary thing to do. <b>No </b>wonder people say that a man with a heart and without a heart was like two different people.
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William nced at her. “<b>Not </b>sleeping anymore?”
Emelie adjusted her posture. “No, Are we almost there?”
Abel replied, “We still have one more hour until we exit the highway,”
Emelie held her phone, pretending to be engrossed in it. William naturally retracted his hand. He didn’t mention the incident and continued scrolling through his
emails.
An hourter, they arrived at Alderbrook. <b>The </b>car stopped at the entrance of Hoven residence’s neighborhood. She got out with her bag. She looked back into the <b>car</b><b>, </b>surprised to see William showing no intention of getting out.
“You’re noting?” She asked, puzzled.
william, legs crossed, his pants slightly hiked up to reveal his ankle wrapped in a ck suck. He looked back at her calmly. “Are you nning to introduce me to your parents? How will you exin who I am to them?”
Emelie was speechless. She hadn’t thought that far ahead.
<b>William </b>calmly <b>said</b>, “Let me <b>have </b><b>a </b>proper identity before visiting them.”
Emelle held back her lips. She thought he was finding various ways to ask her for an identity. “Mr. Middleton, you should go back to rest earlier. Be careful on the wayback”
william lightly hummed. He closed the car door, and Abel drove <b>away</b>.
Emelie watched their car disappear around the corner and tumed back into the alley.
<b>What </b>she didn’t know was that the car returned to theer, and William looked at their bungalow through the <b>car </b>window with his dark eyes.
Emelie suddenly came back, and the happiest was Greta. She asked, “Didn’t you say you were too busy with work and wouldn’te back?”
“I finished <b>early</b>, so I came back Emelie looked at Greta’s energetic figure. Greta nodded repeatedly and went to shake her hand. “Good. Emelie, cold or not?”
Emelie responded to each sentence. She replied, “Not cold, I have the scarf and <b>gloves </b>you knitted for me, and the sun came out today.”N?velDrama.Org owns this.
Greta touched her hand and it wasn’t so cold anymore. She finally felt relieved, and then she got up from time to time to find some snacks for her to eat in the cab.
The housekeeper<b>, </b>Adeline Lopez said that she had been taking care of the old couple for so long, and she had never seen Greta so happy.
Emelie has been away from Weston for nearly a month, <b>and </b>Greta missed her.
Greta looked at her sympathetically. “Are you <b>thin </b>again? I’ll cook you something delicious tonight. What do you want to <b>eat</b>? Do you still like jelly?”
Emelie thought seriously for a moment. She said, “I want to eat steak. It’s too much trouble to make jelly, let’s make it tomorrow.”
“Well, you should’ve mentioned earlier, <b>I </b>would have <b>gone </b>to the morning <b>market </b>for fresh <b>meat</b>. The noon meat isn’t as fresh”
Gretained, “But it’s okay, Mr. Reed runs to the supermarket twice a day. He should be back soon. I’ll go get some beef from him <b>now</b>.”
Greta <b>said </b><b>as </b>she took the wallet and went out. Emelie felt that Greta’s quick–tempered character, which she always did, couldn’t be changed. She had to smile and catch up with her. “I’ll go with you.”
Greta paused. She tumed back <b>to </b>wait for Emelie. She <b>carried </b>a small bag on her shoulder containing the battery for her artificial heart.
Patients with artificial hearts needed <b>to </b>carry <b>a </b>battery pack with wires running from their abdomen.
One end was connected to the heart, and the other was connected to the battery. The battery had <b>to </b>be charged daily. Otherwise, the heart would stop
heavy</b>, Emelie still telt uneasy watching it, she hurried over and took Greta’s arm in hers.