Winning Her Heart Back

He Knew She Wasn't Dead

When Emelie returned after withdrawing the money, William was just coming out of the doctor's office.

He said to her, 'It's done. Let's go."

Emelie frowned. "You're done already?'

William replied, "The IV takes too long. I got the medication from the doctor instead."

What good was medication?

Emelie grabbed his arm and pulled him back into the doctor's office. Having lived in Faldoria for three years, she had already learned Faldorian. 'Doctor, please administer the IV to him."

William tightened his grip on her hand. "Angel, we don't have time to waste. Those people, whoever they are, could catch up with us at any moment. We can't count on being lucky every time.'

Emelie responded sternly, 'If you start vomiting blood and fainting while we're on the road, it'll only slow us down further. I'd rather deal with this once and for all. Doctor, please prescribe the IV.'

William was guided to a chair by the nurse and sat down. He frowned helplessly but then seemed to think of something and smiled. 'You're really worried about me."

"Of course."

A spark of light appeared in William's eyes.

Emelie said emotionlessly, "You got into this situation because you came to rescue me. I'm not so unreasonable as not to see that. Besides, I owe you nothing."

"But considering what I owe you, it wouldn't be too much if you left me to die a hundred times," William said. Something tugged at Emelie's heart. She looked down at him.

His eyes had always been dark and mysterious, never revealing what he felt, loved, or hated.

Now, however, his face was brightly lit by the sun in the brilliant sunlight outside the hospital. The deep love reflected in his eyes was palpable and made her heart race.

The doctor prescribed the medication, and the nurse came to administer the IV.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Emelie turned her head away. "Excuse me, do you have a phone charger I could borrow? My phone's about to die.'

The nurse said yes. After she finished inserting the needle for William, she went to get a charger for Emelie. Emelie didn't send out any distress messages. She merely checked the news from Cedonia online.

The public trial of the Swanson Technology Park explosion had concluded.

Swanson Corporation was held responsible for the majority of the compensation, with each victim's family receiving a total of 100,000 dollars. Swanson Corporation's voluntary offer of double damages had been an appeasement to the victims' families.

Bryan was sentenced to three years in prison, suspended for five years, and resigned as CEO of Swanson Corporation.

Swanson Corporation was deeply entrenched. Even if the company still had a breath left, it just wasn't worth it anymore.

Emelie figured that the company's next steps would likely involve layoffs, selling off assets, delisting. downsizing, or being acquired.

The so-called four great empires of the business world were now shattered. The Davis Group had completely collapsed, and the Swanson Corporation was half crippled. Everything had changed drastically in just half a year.

Emelie felt nothing and closed the news page.

She hadn't intended to snoop through William's private files, and she wasn't particularly interested in what might be on his phone. However, her finger accidentally brushed the screen, and a folder opened.

She noticed the folder pinned at the top was labeled "Angel"

Emelie pressed her lips together and turned to look at William.

The latter was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. He seemed to have fallen asleep.

There were faint dark circles under his eyes. He probably hadn't been sleeping well lately. Emelie thought since the folder was about her, why not take a look?

Thus, she opened it.

Inside were photos of her from the past three years when she was in Baliz and Mercianna

Emelie was stunned and then immediately began scrolling through the photos.

They were all of her.

And they were all taken secretly.

There were photos of her walking alone on the street with a cup of coffee while being deep in thought, photos of her bending down to get into a car after leaving work, and photos of her walking with subordinates while discussing business.

Why did he have these?

Emelie tightened her grip on the phone. Her eyes flashed as her mind raced.

Did he know that she wasn't dead and had someone keeping an eye on her?