Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 909

At 5:30 am in Mercianna, with the sky still dark, Wesley was already in his athletic gear and jogging through the streets. He had always been consistent in his exercise routine.

Aside from a year following the car accident, when he had to pause his vigorous activities due to health issues, he kept up with his winter sports and summer morning runs.

After he gifted the Denning Residence, where he had lived for over a decade, to Emelie as part of her dowry, he moved into a spacious apartment near Golden Square.

The area was known for its affluence where it boasted excellent facilities, abundant greenery, and a great view. It was perfect for running.

After he completed several laps, he veered into a narrow alley and headed to a nearby restaurant for breakfast. Although it was only 7 a.m., the few tables that the restaurant had were already occupied.

Wesley had his usual spot and walked straight to it. He signaled the waiter, who nodded politely but did not come over and take his order. This was because he knew Wesley would request his usual dishes.

The restaurant was small with only six tables. It was run by a Cedonian man in his sixties who was both the owner and chef.

He had earned a reputation for his Cedonian cuisine in Faldoria. He had previously worked in Michelin-starred restaurants before opening this modest place. His restaurant only served breakfast, and only to a select group of regulars.

Wesley savored a cup of tea.

Though the restaurant was small, it exuded elegance. The mahogany tables and chairs were crafted using traditional joinery. There was a three-dimensional window grill depicting mountains and water, and a courtyard filled with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums.

On a small stage, an opera piece titled "A Day Out" was being played. "...In the early morning, which mirror should I use? To style my hair, which scent do I use? To put makeup on my face, which powder should I use? To put on lipstick, which color should I use?..."

The regular patrons joined in, each speaking a line, creating a harmonious atmosphere reminiscent of a traditional Eprand alley, even though they were in Mercianna.

The singer continued, "In the early morning, with a lotus-shaped mirror, I put the scent of osmanthus in my hair, fair powder on my face, and red lipstick on my lips..."

Wesley quietly hummed the lyrics and smiled, amused.

The singing was performed by the owner's wife, an elegant elderly lady in her fifties or sixties, dressed in traditional Cedonian attire. She sat on the stage, playing the guitar and singing. She had been an opera singer when she was young.

After his meal, Wesley returned home, took a shower and changed into a suit.

At 8:40 am, he boarded a car that would take him to the group's headquarters. By 9 am, he was in the top-floor conference room, leading a major project worth billions.

Wesley's days seemed to stretch endlessly, filled with activities. His busy schedule left little room for trivial thoughts, and even if such thoughts crossed his mind, they were quickly overshadowed by his packed agenda.

He left the conference room at 10.30 aam. His secretary followed, noting that he had a lunch meeting with the mayor in an hour to discuss investments for the second half of the year.