Winning Her Heart Back

 Please Don't Scare Me Again

The person who had draped the school uniform jacket over Emelie was William. She had caught a glimpse of his jawline but then quickly forgot about him.

Emelie averted her gaze. The smell of antiseptic from the hospital lingered in her nose. She let out a bitter laugh.

Why did she keep remembering all this? What was the point of recalling it now?

It was too late.

Not wanting to think about it anymore, Emelie stood up and walked to the window.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She thought the pursuers were taking too long to arrive.

Just as that thought crossed her mind, she saw several burly men in black on the first floor, showing a photo

to the nurse at the information desk and asking if she had seen the person in the picture.

The nurse shook her head, indicating she didn't know, and the men began searching room by room.

Emelie turned back to look at William's IV drip and saw that there was still half a bottle left.

Without waking him, she left a note and quietly slipped downstairs.

In Faldoria, people usually consult their family doctors first when they fall ill. If the family doctor couldn't handle it, they would then consider going to a hospital. Therefore, there weren't many people in the hospital, and it wasn't huge.

The men in black had just reached the third floor when they suddenly heard someone shout in Faldorian,' Hey! Idiots!"

They immediately turned and saw Emelie, who raised an eyebrow and smirked provocatively at them.

"It's her!" they shouted after comparing her to the photo.

A group of them charged toward her, and Emelie turned and bolted!

In an instant, a chase through the hospital began.

Meanwhile, William wasn't sleeping due to fatigue. He was unconscious.

Suddenly, his eyes opened as if a taut string had snapped within him.

It had been 40 minutes since the chaos erupted.

He overheard the nurses talking nervously, "They even fired shots! The whole hospital was in chaos, and it's still not cleaned up."

"Yeah, it was terrifying! Who were those people? What did they want with that Cedonian woman?"

"They must have been gangsters."

William felt his heart sink into an abyss. He immediately looked around but didn't see Emelie.

He had looked much better after receiving the IV, but now his face turned pale again.

Just as he was about to pull out the needle, he noticed a sticky note on the back of his hand.

It was in Emelie's handwriting.

"The pursuers have arrived. I'm going to shake them off. Meet me at the cafe on the street behind the hospital." William clutched the note and asked the nurse in a low voice, "Did they capture that Cedonian girl?'

The nurse shook her head. "I'm not sure. They all ran out of the hospital in the end. Someone called the police, but it seems like the police didn't catch them either."

A nerve in William's heart throbbed with pain. She hadn't fully recovered, so how could she outrun the pursuers? Why didn't she wake him up?

Regret, frustration, anxiety, and fear filled his chest. He pulled out the needle.

"Sir, your IV isn't finished yet," the nurse called after him. There was only a little left.

But William didn't care.

His face was expressionless. He had to find Emelie, but where would he look for her?

He didn't even know who had taken her. Was it Wesley or Natalia? His men were unreliable due to a possible traitor being among them.

He could only contact Cedonia for help. But would Emelie be able to hold on until help arrived, at least a day later?

She would be in danger.

William's face grew paler. His dark brows and eyes appeared even darker, like an endless night.

It had been many years since he had felt such a crushing sense of helplessness.

He staggered to his feet. Suddenly, he noticed that one of the windows in the room seemed to overlook the street behind the hospital.

William narrowed his eyes and immediately ran over.

It wasn't too high up from the third floor. With his sharp eyesight, he could see the cafe where Emelie was supposed to meet him.

He also saw a man wearing a baseball cap sitting at one of the outdoor tables.

William closed his eyes for a moment. There was a trace of red in his gaze. Then he quickly turned and ran out of the hospital room.

Outside the cafe, not only had Emelie managed to shake off the pursuers, but she had also changed into a man's outfit in disguise. She had tied her hair up and hid it under a cap.

She calculated that William should have finished his IV by now, but why hadn't he shown up yet?

Just as she was thinking this, she looked up.

And then she saw someone running toward her.

"You..." Emelie was about to tell him not to run around too much, fearing that he might start coughing up blood again. He needed to save his strength in case they had to flee from the pursuers.

However, before she could finish her sentence, William pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

He held her so tightly that Emelie could feel the heat from his body, his irregular breathing, and his unsteady heartbeat after running.

She also heard him whisper in her ear with a slight tremble, 'Please... don't scare me like that again."