Chapter 546
Winning Her Heart Back
Chapter 546 Her Fault
Charles sat on the roof of his car, crossing his legs as he whistled provocatively
William was consumed by questions
How did they know Greta wasnât dead? How did they know something would happen at the wedding? While he had many questions, he didnât have time to think about them.
William pulled Eselle behind him and ticed an arrowar charles.
Charles agilely entered through the car window, Williamâs true target wasnât Charles, though. There was a loud snap as the arrow pierced the speaker.
However, the sound didnât stop. The carâs speaker continued to play the recording of William pressuring Greta
âWhereâs the account book?â williamsaid.
âWhereâs Emelle? Greta asked
âWhereâs the account book?â William ignored Greta and asked again.
âWhat have you done to Eme, you heartless beasts? Isnât it enough you killed Mr. Pierce? Now youâre going after his only remaining daughter too?â Greta said. âWhereâs the account book?â William said.
William repeated the question in a calm, emotionless, and monotonous voice, Even Emelie was going through an emotional breakdown from just listening to the recording, let alone Greta who had faced him directly
Emelie broke tree from Williamâs grasp, staggering. The world spun around her.
The beeping sound of Gretaâs heart monitor could be heard in the recording. It was beeping faster and faster, indicating increasing denger, until it turned into an alarm. There was a heavy thud on the bed, likely Greta collapsing.
Before she lost consciousness, she said, âEmelie knows nothing. She really knows nothing. Donât hurt her. Come after me. Come after me.â
Then, chaos ensued as everyone trantically tried to rescue her. âThis is bad! The patientâs heart has stopped! Get her to the ER! Hurry! Hurry!â
The recording cut off abruptly, and Emelieâs mind went blank
He looked at the chaotic Light before her.
People were being kicked and beaten. Some were bleeding while others had fallen to the ground and rolled down the slopes. How ridiculous it was that things had evolved to this stage.
She started to wonder, who was to blame for this mess?
Was it actually her fault? Yes, it was her fat
While William was evil, she was foolish. She had misjudged William and invited a wolf into her home, killing both fonan and Greta. She had killed her foster parents who treated her like their own daughter.
She had been a tool for William for three years, enduring countless injuries that tore her to pieces. However, that could be attributed to her poor luck or fate.
Wit, after he wooed her back with a spectacular display, she had let her guard down and accepted him again. She was the one to blame for harming both herself and the people around her.
In a daze, she looked down at her wedding dress. The gradient mint green hem was dirty. Although it was dirty, it was still beautiful, like ality of the valley. A lily of the valley about to wither.
Emelle knew that Gretaâs sudden collapse was directly tied to Wiliam and his accomplices. However, she hadnât read it was will himself who had driven her to this state He knew how much Greta meant to her, how much Emelie had sacrificed for her, yet he had mercilessly tortured her mother.
âIf you love someone, youâll love everything about them, even the things that come with them. If you hate someone, youâll dislike everything about them, too,â Emelie thought to hersel
william didnât love her, so he was ruthless to her. He didnât love her but insisted on marrying her. It was ridiculous that he claimed to design her wedding dress himself.
Emelie stumbled backward.
Willam noticed her blank expression and knew she was in a bad state.
He tried to grab her. âââEmelie!â
With so many people fighting, William couldnât get close to Emelie, Meanwhile, she didnât care about the chaos around her. She didnât dodge or old it, moving among them like a lost sod.
Someone kicked her in the back, and she fell to the ground. Before she could get up, another person stepped on her hand. Despite that, she gritted her teeth and grabbed the car door handle, pulling herself up,
Through the glass, she stared at Vaness inside. âWhere is my mother? Where did this battery come from?â
Vanessa rolled down the window. Looking at Emelie in her beautiful yet disheveled state, she pot on a fake expression of sympathy.
As always, she spoke softly as if she were still the Middleton family elder who liked Emelle and treated her like a daughter. âOh, Emelie, I didnât lie to you. As I said earlier, your trends rescued your mother from the hospital, but Williamâs men caught up quickly
*I was passing by the hospital and wanted to help. However, William wouldnât let your mother, who knew about the account book, live to see you. The fewer people who know about the account book, the better.
âWell, he canât just kill someone on the street, can he? Luckily, an opportunity quickly arose for him, when your friends were outnumbered, they told your mother to contin running ahead as someone would receive her. They stayed behind to cover to your mother ended up alone