Winning Her Heart Back

 Let Her Have Him

Lyle had been traveling tirelessly for days, so he's feeling exhausted and sleep-deprived.

Emelie mentioned that the pasta in the pot was finished and that she'd have to make a fresh batch. However, Lyle was too tired to bother and he decided not to eat.

He moved to the couch, rested his head on a pillow, and fell asleep within seconds.

Emelie went upstairs and grabbed a blanket and draped it over Lyle. Then, she signaled Wesley to leave.

As they passed by the window, a thought struck Emelie.

"What were you looking at crouching here just now?" she asked.

Wesley pointed to a scratch on the wall beneath the window.

"When I was little, I used to wonder when I'd finally grown tall enough. Tall enough to see over the windowsill and look out at the world."

Wesley gestured to the windowsill, which now only reached his waist.

"Now I realize it was never that high to begin with."

Emelie smiled tenderly. "So now you get what I meant earlier. That I'd sometimes feel a sudden connection with my parents through these old things."

Wesley gave a faint smile. "Yeah."

As Emelie headed upstairs, she saw the first light of dawn breaking through the night. Just like that, the long night had finally ended.

Far away in Placidville, Beathan had been up all night.

He had spent a hefty sum to bribe a nurse at the hospital and finally got a hold of Ashley's medical records.

There were several notes with different time stamps.

"11:32 PM. Patient responded to her name being called."

Beathan's heart clenched.

"2:22 AM, the patient opened her eyes. Head movement side to side, nodding up and down. Fingers moving freely, but legs are still weak..."

Beathan didn't know whether to be sad or happy about it.

Years ago, he provoked someone to attack Ashley in court, wanting to make her lose her baby. He never imagined that she would hit her head on the stairs, leaving her in a coma for three years.

For three long years, he visited Capebatt City, desperate to see Ashley. However, Elias never let him.

Now that Ashley had finally woken up, Beathan felt a surge of joy. It was as though something precious had returned to him.

This time, he wouldn't let Ashley slip away from him again. He wouldn't let Elias have her. He was going to Capebatt City to bring her back and care for her himself.

But first, he needed to deal with Emelie.

Beathan pulled out his phone and called his secretary. "Is she still looking for that driver?" "Yes, sir," his secretary said.

Beathan adjusted his glasses and smiled. "Well, if that's what she wants, we'll let her have him."Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Once Jodie received the news, she hurried and reported it to Emelie. Meanwhile, Emelie was busy selecting a gift for Ashley.

Ashley had woken up from her coma. Since she was bedridden for too long, she was still physically weak and needed a wheelchair and crutches to get around.

Emelie thought of giving Ashley an adjustable cane. It could easily be lengthened or shortened, convenient to use.

However, Wesley suggested something different. "Elias has probably already got the wheelchairs and crutches covered. It'll be redundant if you give her those."

Lyle was peeling an orange nearby.

"Elias likely already got everything ready. There's no need to bother with more medical equipment. You'd be better off making her a bowl of that pasta you made last night. It was pretty good. You should make her some and toss in an extra bowl for me while you're at it," he chimed in casually.

Emelie chuckled, knowing the last part was Lyle's real motive.

Jodie stepped forward. "Mr. Graham, Ma'am, we've found the driver."

Lyle lifted his head. "Where is he?"

"Cedarbrook. We've pinpointed his location. Should we make a move?" Jodie asked.

Lyle furrowed his brow. "Lilac Grove? That's a gated community. What's he doing there?"

Wesley smirked. It was just as he had expected.

He said, "He's gone to someone for help. Let's hold off for now and just keep an eye on him. We might trace it back to whoever's pulling the strings."