Chapter 671
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This scar had made William feel unworthy of warmth or happiness. Yet, he couldn’t resist longing for and wanting to possess them.
Once he returned to his room, he thought about how he and Emilia would be collecting their marriage certificate the next morning.
William was about to become her lawfully wedded husband, at least for now. The thought made his heart race so wildly that no amount of deep breathing could calm him down. He was so excited that he couldn’t even sleep at all that night.
When the rising sun cast its glow on his face, it finally pulled him out of his excited daze. William couldn’t help laughing when he realized that he really had been too wound up to sleep all night.
He felt ridiculous. His current self was someone his past self would ve never imagined. William was an eternal playboy who never got burned, but even he couldn’t escape the fate of falling in love.
By the time Emilia woke up, William was already in the kitchen making breakfast. Golden sunlight poured into the space through the glass windows, bathing him in light.
William already looked like he had walked straight out of a movie, and the golden rays made his good looks seem even more ethereal.
Emilía had seen her fair share of good–looking people, but even she was momentarily stunned. She couldn’t help but lament how God clearly played favorites.
William had rolled up his sleeves to make breakfast. However, he was so strikingly handsome that it didn’t seem like he was cooking.
Instead of looking like he was doing a mundane chore, he made it look like a scene from a painting. Even the ordinary pots an pans looked like works of art in his hands.
Hearing footsteps behind him, William turned. When he saw Emilia , he naturally flashed her a warm and gentle smile.
“Morning. Go wash up. Breakfast is almost ready,” he said.
If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, Emilia would’ve never imagined that the cold and emotionless William could have such a gentle side.
In fact, it wasn’t just Emilia. Even William himself wouldn’t have believed he could be this gentle. He certainly had never, imagined there would come a day when he would be cooking and even enjoying it.
When Emilia returned from washing up, William had just finished setting breakfast on the table.
She took in the abundant spread, which also consisted of all her favorite dishes. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say.
This was exactly why Emilia disliked owing people favors. William had put in so much effort for her, but she didn’t know how to repay him.
If she simply thanked him and happily dug in, she worried it might give him false hope and lead to him giving even more effort. However , if she acted indifferent and said it wasn’t necessary , it would be too hurtful–especially after all he had done for her.
Someone as sharp as William could naturally tell what was going through Emilia’s mind. He lowered his eyes for a moment before looking at her again.
With an apologetic expression, he said, “ I’m sorry, Emi. I’m not used to eating food made by anyone other than my chef at home , so I made breakfast myself. I hope you don’t mind me using your kitchen without asking.”
Whether or not what he said was true didn’t matter to Emilia at this point. He had said what he said, so nothing else mattered.
Smiling, she replied , “You don’t need to be so polite with me , Mr. Ashford . Just make yourself at home . ”
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“Alright.”
William knew Emilia had only said it to be polite. However, even if it was just out of courtesy , it still made him happy that she allowed him to treat her home as his.
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