Chapter 374 A Change of Heart
The drive from Weston to Capebatt City took just four hours on the highway, Emelie was in a light mood. She felt relief now that the burden of Elena had been lifted.
She first responded to the messages that she had missed during her “disappearance” over the past two days, and then she started to feel sleepy.
The scent of cinnamon in the ear, with its warm, wintery ambiance was incredibly soothing. Her head rested against the window, and soon enough, her eyes began
to close.
She wasn’t in a deep sleep, When William reached over, cushioning her head with his hand against the glass, she woke up
Emelie slightly opened her eyes. She saw William holding a tablet in one hand, reading emails. His other hand acted as a buffer between her head and the window, protecting her from the car’s bumps
His actions were so natural as if it was the most ordinary thing to do. No wonder people say that a man with a heart and without a heart was like two different people.
artookat
As the car
latum, following the lane diversion, Emelie pretended to wake up. She moved her head away from his hand and opened her eyes.
William glanced at her. “Not sleeping anymore?”
Emelie adjusted her posture. “No, Are we almost there?”
Abel replied, “We still have one more hour until we exit the highway,”
Emelie held her phone, pretending to be engrossed in it. William naturally retracted his hand. He didn’t mention the incident and continued scrolling through his
emails.
An hour later, they arrived at Alderbrook. The car stopped at the entrance of Hoven residence’s neighborhood. She got out with her bag. She looked back into the car, surprised to see William showing no intention of getting out.
“You’re not coming?” She asked, puzzled.
william, legs crossed, his pants slightly hiked up to reveal his ankle wrapped in a black suck. He looked back at her calmly. “Are you planning to introduce me to your parents? How will you explain who I am to them?”
Emelie was speechless. She hadn’t thought that far ahead.
William calmly said, “Let me have a proper identity before visiting them.”
Emelle held back her lips. She thought he was finding various ways to ask her for an identity. “Mr. Middleton, you should go back to rest earlier. Be careful on the wayback”
william lightly hummed. He closed the car door, and Abel drove away.
Emelie watched their car disappear around the corner and tumed back into the alley.
What she didn’t know was that the car returned to the comer, and William looked at their bungalow through the car window with his dark eyes.
Emelie suddenly came back, and the happiest was Greta. She asked, “Didn’t you say you were too busy with work and wouldn’t come back?”
“I finished early, so I came back Emelie looked at Greta’s energetic figure. Greta nodded repeatedly and went to shake her hand. “Good. Emelie, cold or not?”
Emelie responded to each sentence. She replied, “Not cold, I have the scarf and gloves you knitted for me, and the sun came out today.”
Greta touched her hand and it wasn’t so cold anymore. She finally felt relieved, and then she got up from time to time to find some snacks for her to eat in the cabinet.
The housekeeper, Adeline Lopez said that she had been taking care of the old couple for so long, and she had never seen Greta so happy.
Emelie has been away from Weston for nearly a month, and Greta missed her.
Greta looked at her sympathetically. “Are you thin again? I’ll cook you something delicious tonight. What do you want to eat? Do you still like jelly?”
Emelie thought seriously for a moment. She said, “I want to eat steak. It’s too much trouble to make jelly, let’s make it tomorrow.”
“Well, you should’ve mentioned earlier, I would have gone to the morning market for fresh meat. The noon meat isn’t as fresh”
Greta complained, “But it’s okay, Mr. Reed runs to the supermarket twice a day. He should be back soon. I’ll go get some beef from him now.”
Greta said as she took the wallet and went out. Emelie felt that Greta’s quick–tempered character, which she always did, couldn’t be changed. She had to smile and catch up with her. “I’ll go with you.”
Greta paused. She tumed back to wait for Emelie. She carried a small bag on her shoulder containing the battery for her artificial heart.
Patients with artificial hearts needed to carry a battery pack with wires running from their abdomen.
One end was connected to the heart, and the other was connected to the battery. The battery had to be charged daily. Otherwise, the heart would stop
lanche feared that Greta might forget, so she had set an alarm to remind her every eight hours. Although the battery wasn’t heavy, Emelie still telt uneasy watching it, she hurried over and took Greta’s arm in hers.