Winning Her Heart Back

Emelle’s Miscarriage

The driver knew William’s principles, so the driver silently pressed a button to close the car windows, preventing Mona and Daphne from eavesdropping further.

Emelle retracted her hand and said, “I couldn’t trouble you, Mr. Middleton.”

William replied just as coldly. “And how much trouble have you caused for me in the past?”

Emelie didn’t think she had at all, but right now, she had no energy to argue with William. “Regardless, this is inappropriate for our current relationship.”

William scoffed lightly. “What relationship?”

Emelie felt exhausted. Daphne didn’t want her to be in William’s presence? Well, so did Emelie herself. Being in the same place as him felt suffocating to

Emelie said, “I still feel like throwing up, Mr. Middleton. I don’t want to ride in your car anymore. This place isn’t far from where we live, so I can just walk

William didn’t know how to sweet talk, and his patience had run thin. “So, are you getting in the car or not?

“No, I don’t.”

William then returned to his car and told the driver to continue driving.

Mona was taken aback. “But Emelie hasn’t gotten in yet!”

“She insisted on walking back by herself.”

“So you’re just going to let her?” Mona retorted.

William glanced at Mona through the rearview mirror, making the latter bite her lip and open the car door.

“Then I’m getting off as well.”

The moment Mona found her footing on the ground outside, the car drove off immediately. Mona cursed William for abandoning Emelie as soon as he met Daphne. She began calling him a heartless jackass and

wished for his bankruptcy.

Emelie stayed silent throughout. She could no longer figure out whether the pain she felt was from her stomach or abdomen. The pain was so great that hunched into a ball on the ground.

“Emelie!” Mona ran over to support Emelie. When she saw how deathly pale Emelie was, she instantly knew something was wrong.

Mona thought of getting a taxi to drop them off at the hospital, but would there even be taxis at this hour at night? Mona then opened up her taxi booking app, but there were no local landmarks to pinpoint their location. She was growing more an

Just then, William’s car suddenly turned back.

Mona couldn’t waste any more time even though she had just cussed William out. She cried out, “Mr. Middleton! Please save Emelie! She can’t take it an

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Mona got into the front passenger seat, exclaiming, “Hurry up and drive to the hospital!”

The car immediately sped up.

Emelie was sweating and shivering, nearly unconscious at this point. She leaned weakly against William’s shoulder, hand hooked on his collar.

Daphne looked incredibly uneasy. She mumbled, “How much did Emelie drink exactly? Why didn’t she

take better care of herself?”

William gazed at Emelie, expression inscrutable. All of a sudden, he felt a sticky sensation on his hand. It seemed to have been from carrying Emelie in h

William’s brows furrowed, and he switched on the light in the car.

There was blood staining his hand!

William was stunned, and so was Mona, Mona quickly thought of something and blurted out, “Did you miscarry, Emelie?”

William froze and quickly looked at Emelie. Emelie had already passed out at this point.

The driver immediately pushed his feet further on the pedal, speeding the car to its max. They arrived at

the hospital 15 minutes later.

William carried Emelle out of the car, swiftly walking into the emergency wing. A nurse pushed a hospital bed over for him to place Emelie in while asking

“She’s had too much to drink and has an injury on her leg.” William reported.

The nurse made note of this. “Anything else?”

“She’s had a miscarriage, too.”

William finally recalled when this pregnancy might’ve started

They’d done it in the conference room in the branch in Vinetown. William hadn’t brought nor worn protection given how impromptu the whole thing was, a Plan B just in case.