Chapter 418 Who’s Daughter?
Emehe ended up sleeping lying face down until the next morning
When her phone rm <b>rang</b>, she felt as if she had only just fallen asleep.
Last night was intense. William insisted on making up for their wedding night.
is thrusts felt like he was trying to pin her to the bed, making sure she couldn’t go anywhere.
meltsore, and her whole body ached, she didn’t want to move, but her phone kept ringing
She groaned under the covers and finally reached out to grab “Hello?
Hearing her raspy voice, the person on <b>the </b><b>other </b>end passed briefly and asked cautiously, “Eme?“”
<b>Emelle </b>rolled over. “Mona? What’s up?“”
“Are you okay?” <b>tona </b>assumed Emelie’s raspy voice was from crying over Ronan all night, unaware that there was another reason.
Emelie <b>gradually </b>got up “I’m fine”
Monasighed a breath of <b>cellet</b>. “Don’t stay cooped up at home, alright? Come out for breakfast. I’ve invited Ashley too. Let’s go get some pancakes.”
After the call ended, Emelie got out of bed and entered the bathroom.
She washed her <b>face</b>, brushed her teeth<b>, </b><b>and </b>took <b>a </b><b>shower</b>.
Though <b>Wim </b>had helped her <b>clean </b>up after what happenedst night, ahot shower in the morning <b>soothed </b>her body and made her feel refreshed.
After she finished showering<b>, </b>Emelle felt much lighter. She was free from the tension and depression of the past few days.
Maybe it was because the humeral was over, and things hade to an end. Maybe what she had experiencedst night helped her release pent–up emotions.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.
After all, violence and were the best ways of releasing emotions
Or perhaps humans are just field creatures. <b>No </b>matter how deep the pain, time would eventually erase the scars.
After Emélie got dressed, she headed out, not hesitating to take a car from the underground parien.
Soon, she arrived at the restaurant.
<b>As </b>she walked in, she received <b>a </b>message from William. “Angel, where did you go?<b>”</b>
Instead of answering his question, Enneke asked, “How do you know I went out? Are you spying on me?”
had someone deliver breakfast to you. They vebeen ringing the doorbell for a while and no one answered, so I checked the cameras Wim exined, feeling somewhat upset. “What did you think I was doing?
“I’m out having breakfast with Mona and Ashley” Emelie responded.
Just then, a knock sounded at Wian’s office door, so he stopped his questions.
<b>“</b>Come in,” he said.
He was expecting his secretary, so he was surprised when he saw Henry walk in.
“Dad?” William slightly herowed his brews.
It has been awhile since Henryst visited thepany.
“I was passing by and thought I’d drop in to discuss something with you. <b>I’m </b>not interrupting, am I?” Henry asked.
He was dressed in a sharp suit, carrying steady demeanor <b>as </b>he settled into the lounge area.
Wim already guessed what Henry wanted to talk about. His expression remained cold andposed
He had a striking bone structure and monolids. When he wasn’t smiling, his face always seemed aloof
Witham stood up and walked over to the cab to get a canister of tea leaves to prepare some tea.
“Dad, what is it you wanted to talk about?” William asked.
“Letite,” Henry said as he took the tea canister from William.
William didn’t msist and instead walked over to the couch and sat down
Henry was skilled at making tea. He used a teaspoon to scoop leaves into the teapot and lifted the <b>ss </b>kettle with <b>a </b>heat–resistant cloth, As he poured the boiling water over the leaves, the fresh aroma filled the room.
As the bea brewed, Henry spoke
<b>“</b><b>I </b><b>wanted </b>to talk to you yesterday, but Emelie was there, <b>so </b>it wasn’t appropriate.” Henry set the kettle down, trying to keep his emotions in check. “I’m your father, WIS. Yet you married Emelie without <b>even </b>telling me only knew about it from someone else.”
Since the office had a heating system, William removed his <b>coat </b>and hung it on a rack.
He wore a ck shirt with a matching dark–patterned the. His look was neat, and it emsed his elegant demeanor
“you used to like <b>her </b>a lot, Daul. You always tried to set us up. Now that I’ve married her, just as you wanted, shouldn’t you be happy?” William said.
“If she was the Fricllie <b>as </b>we know, then wouldn’t oppose <b>the </b>mariage Even without a prominent background<b>, </b>her exceptional abilities make her a great parter for you, but the peoldrin in, she’s Xander Piece’s daughter!” Henry’s voor was stem.