William Afton X Henry Emily Novels & Stories

“Yeah but let me check with the nurse first.” Emilia said with a sigh, making Athena slightly nod her head. Emilia then walked away before pushing the door of Henry's cabin and entering. A minute didn’t even pass when she came back before slightly smiling at Athena who was waiting impatiently for her.

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

She pointed at her own face and complained, "Henry, do you understand the situation? Emily slapped me and told my daughter to get out. Do you really want me to apologize? I'm your sister. Are you going to side with an outsider?" "Who are you calling an outsider?!" Before Mary could finish speaking, Henry harshly interrupted her. Henry had been a chef all his life. He had dealt with all kinds of ingredients and even slaughtered animals. Therefore, Henry naturally had a strong presence. His shout was particularly intimidating. Henry’s loud voice immediately crushed Mary's arrogance. Mary glanced at the teary-eyed Emily and suppressed her grievances. "I'm sorry!" It took a while before Mary rel

"I didn't know he was getting married," Henry said but Emma paid no attention to him. Her attention was on the headline which was accompanied by a big picture of Eric and Betty with each other. "but Eric didn't mention him being a billionaire's son to me. Maybe that isn't him" Emma said, in denial. "That's Eric wintson," Henry said. He had done his research before coming to Emma and by the look of things, he knew that Emma was oblivious about everything.

Emily replied sincerely. William’s lips curved into a slight smile, softening his sharp features. “If you don’t mind, you can call me Brother Wilfred, just like Helen does.” Emily froze for a moment. Calling William “Brother Wilfred” like Helen felt a little inappropriate—it might look like she was trying to gain favor. Helen immediately jumped in with excitement. “Oh, Emily, hurry up! This is a rare opportunity.” Under everyone’s encouragement, Emily reluctantly murmured, “Brother Wilfred…” lowering her head as soon as the words left her lips.