William Afton X Henry Emily Novels & Stories

Dominic heard Emlie's voice right behind him. "I will be at the poolside "He saw a door that led to the swimming pool then he deviated to the portico. "You are not supposed to be living like this Emile, I mean in just a few weeks, you will be getting married again."Mr. Henry couldn't help but feel pity for his daughter. First was how Emile's mom, his wife, had left them. She had an affair with another man during one of her business trips and didn't come back again, she only sent a letter alongside divorce papers but he couldn't sign them hoping she would come back to being his wife again. Everything happened when Emile was only fifteen years old. It was hard on Mr. Henry, raising Emile all o

If Henry was indeed cheating on her, she needed to confront him and let him know that she was nothing like her idiot sister, Scarlet. Swiftly making her way to the apartment, Emily’s steps quickened with a sense of urgency. She punched in the familiar passcode at the door, a code that Henry had foolishly neglected to change, an oversight that would now contribute to him getting caught. As she stepped into the apartment, Emily’s senses were on high alert. With silent steps, she headed straight for Henry’s room, her heart clenched in a vice of apprehension and anger. She moved with caution, not wanting to alert Henry and his companion that she was there.

"Did you finally break up with that damn bastard?” As for Henry, Emily had always despised and looked down on him. She had long warned Margaret that he was a hypocritical and unfaithful man, constantly urging her to leave him. But in the past, blinded by love, Margaret had never listened. “Not yet, but soon.” “Don’t worry, I’m not as foolish as I used to be. That bastard Henry cheated on me. I’ll make him pay a hundredfold.” Emily wasn’t too surprised to hear that.

News agencies and journalists crowd outside the gates, cameras flashing nonstop. I am arranging desserts on a side table when Emily Walton herself walks over. She looks stunning in her emerald gown, even more beautiful up close. I freeze for a second, but she smiles warmly at me. “Sarah, right?” she says, her voice kind and confident. “I’ve heard so much about you. You are the maid that Henry loves the most.” Emily turns to Alice with the same friendly energy. “And you must be Alice. I still can’t believe you hit that moving target from eight hundred meters. You have to teach me sometime.”

Henry and Emma had crossed paths a few times years ago, though it had been a long time since then. Actually, Henry and Emma could be considered acquaintances. He was Emma's senior during their studies in France, but they didn't interact much back then. So, for Henry, there was no romantic relationship between him and Emma. Faced with the choice between her and one million dollars, Henry would naturally choose the million dollars. But he didn't know that his decision today would make him regret it for the rest of his life.

"There are some things that I can't figure out and I need to verify it. Did Emily get pregnant with Uncle's child when they were abroad?" Hayden looked at William in surprise. "How did you know?" "So was Emily really pregnant? Dad, tell me everything you know." "As I said, Emily and I are not familiar with each other. I know her just because of your mother. When I met your mother abroad, I did meet her once and it was during winter. Emily had eaten with us twice. She was wearing a thick down jacket and her figure did not look slim. She looked as if she was five or six months pregnant."

Emily continued her accusatory speech. "Are you not her friend? You should have advised her against running away." Henry bit out. He could not stop himself. He wondered if Emily was actually the mastermind behind Zoe's leaving. "You are a beast," Emily continued. "You act like you know everything even when in reality, you know nothing." "Okay then, my little friend," Henry's cold demeanour was back. "Tell me exactly what I do not know." Emily opened her phone and clicked on a picture, holding it up to Henry’s face. It was the picture of Zoe’s pregnancy scan of the baby in her womb.

Emily quietly responds. "Do you want us to take you home?" I ask. Emily nods and wipes a tear away. Genelia gets up and I take Emily's hand. "Who was that little boy?" I wonder. "His name is Henry Blackwell, he's a meanie and I hate him." Emily face turns red. The rest of the walk is silent with occasional sniffles from Emily.

LUCY I matched back into the room to replug my phone, then went into the Living room to find Aurelio awake, stretching languidly. God-damned it, this man is fucking hot. I noticed he'd showered and changed into flesh clothes while I was asleep. The white shirt and black jeans he wore gave him that simple vibe, and still made him look more stunning. He sure knows how to wear his clothes because he looks fantastic in both casual and office wear.

Henry’s eyes took in her sight shamelessly while Emma tried hard to not be bothered by his burning gaze. “I like your attire, but still, I prefer you without clothes.” Henry returned to his tease and Emma’s face turned red from the shame. She was wearing those clothes to hide the marks made by him, she can’t forget the look the receptionist gave her when she noticed the hickeys on her neck. But this Pervert can’t see that, how could he? He isn’t Jacob who understands the reasons behind Emma’s actions, he is Henry Ford, a ruthless, and heartless man.