Winning Her Heart Back

 Sorry, I'm Too Happy

The room was quiet. For a while, the only sound was the ticking of the clock.

Emelie scrolled through her phone. Though she appeared to be busy, she was actually just switching between apps. She was rather absent-minded.

She opened her email, wanting to check for new work messages. However, she had already dealt with all the emails from before the previous night, and there were no new emails. So, her inbox was empty.

Then, she switched to another app, wanting to message Mona. However, when she looked at the clock, she noticed that it was already 2.30 AM. Mona, being an office worker, was probably asleep.

With nothing to do, Emelie grew restless and irritated. She wondered why Ashton, known for her efficiency, had not arrived yet. It had been some time already.

William suddenly said, 'If you're bored, you could pick out a book from my study. It's raining outside, so Ashton won't be here anytime soon."

Emelie didn't know that it was raining. She instinctively looked toward the window.

Outside, water streaked down the glass, breaking up the city lights into irregular patterns.

She turned back to William and asked, "What makes you think I'm bored?"

William's expression softened. "If I said that it was based on my observation, would you think I was being provocative?'

Emelie disliked how well he understood her. Her tone became sharper. "With how clever you are, what do you think, Mr. Middleton?"

William's smile grew wider, and he smoothly changed the topic. "Perhaps we should discuss why Bryan and Beathan brought you Daphne today."

Emelie felt like he was merely provoking her with his attempt at conversation. It annoyed her.

She also thought her previous comment might have sounded flirtatious, causing her to swallow her words. She turned her head away, not saying a word.

William looked at her gently.

A few minutes later, Emelie turned back to face him and asked, "What's your opinion, Mr. Middleton?"

She realized she couldn't leave, so she decided that it was better to discuss something substantive rather than endure his teasing.

William said, "Bryan likely wants to apologize and make amends. On top of that, he went along with Patricia's plan of drugging us. He's doing all of this to achieve his goal of reconciling with us.

"As for Beathan, he might have different motives. Given his recent issues with the police, he could be trying to smooth things over. This way, he can reduce the pressure that you gave him and resolve his current predicament'

"So, after all this time, you're just stating the obvious?" Emelie asked.

By covering all possible angles, one would eventually arrive at the correct answer.

William gazed at her. With the floor lamp casting a light that made her face appear as white as snow, his look deepened.

He remained composed and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm still not entirely clear on things. The drug hasn't worn off, and my mind hasn't fully caught up yet."

This comment reminded Emelie of their recent indiscretions, and she froze.

William said in a low voice, "Maybe if you came over and let me hold you for a while, I might be able to think of other possibilities afterward.'

Emelie almost thought she had misheard him. "What kind of fantasy are you having?"

"Is this a fantasy?" William muttered. "If so, I've had quite a few over the past three years'

Emelie was rendered speechless.

"After tonight, I might have even more detailed dreams," William continued.

Emelie was not only frustrated and embarrassed, but also confused. "William, what on earth are you talking about?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I suppose this is what they mean by being carried away with joy,' William said with a genuine smile. "This is the happiest I've been in the last three years."Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.