Chapter 235
After Amanda's betrayal left him devastated, now he wants her back as a substitute?
This time, he's generous enough to offer her a title.
Hah.
Emily lowered her gaze with a faint smile, her fingertips trembling slightly.
"William, I'm done with threats," she whispered, her voice feather-light. "Can you just let me go?"
Last night's threats from Daniel's parents and Sophia's parents still haunted her.
Now it was his turn tonight.
She hated it.
Hated her own weakness.
Hated that she didn’t even have the right to fight back.
William frowned, as if catching himself, then said, "Eat first."
She was starving.
But right now, provoking him was the last thing she wanted.
"I need to wash my face," she said, rising and heading to the bathroom.
"Use warm water," he reminded her.
Inside the bathroom, she froze.
Her toothbrush, cup, shampoo—everything was exactly where she’d left it.
A set of men’s toiletries sat beside hers.
Even more absurd, the half-used sanitary napkin was still in its place.
Months had passed, yet everything was spotless.
She shook her head, forcing herself not to dwell on it.
When she returned to the living room, Susan was setting the table.
The sight of Emily emerging from the bedroom stunned Susan into stillness.
"Susan, you may leave," William said coldly.
Emily silently took her seat at the table.
This spot used to be hers alone.
Had Amanda sat here before?
A sudden flash of memory—Amanda clinging to William, clothes disheveled—
"Start with the porridge."
A bowl of pork liver and lean meat congee was pushed toward her.
She ate without pause, finishing three bowls.
William piled her plate high with dishes, but she only touched what she served herself.
Watching her eat so intently, the corner of his lips lifted.
Images flooded his mind—
The dining room. The kitchen. The living room. The balcony.
Every corner bore traces of them.
He set down his chopsticks, his gaze burning into her.
For now, he could do nothing.
But in his eyes, he had already claimed her a thousand times over.