NovelEnglishChapter 771 Tears in His Eyes At night, the road laid deserted except for the man and woman embracing in the middle and four cars parked in the distance. These cars belonged to Emelie's bodyguards.
Without Jodie present, and given that Lyle had worked for William and was easily lured away, the bodyguards found themselves lacking clear orders. This left them unsure about whether they should separate them or not. Usually, they would have taken action. However, since Emelie did not seem to be resisting, it would have been inappropriate for them to intervene.
After they've discussed amongst themselves, the bodyguards decide to stay put in their vehicles, observing the situation closely. They would intervene if Emelie showed any signs of needing help.
In reality, Emelie was resisting. It was just that her struggles weren't violent, so they went unnoticed. Following her outburst, she felt increasingly weakened. She wasn't able to even push William away.
It was weird. As a secretary accustomed to social drinking, Emelie was well aware of her own tolerance. The amount that she had drunk that evening should not have led to intoxication. Nevertheless, she felt unusually weak and her heart pounded faster than usual.
Could the unique recipe of the plum wine be the reason? Was it different from regular alcohol? She wasn't sure.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer throat was dry, and she wanted something cool to drink or touch.
She breathed heavily, and the unique scent of William enveloped her senses.
His usual coldness, which made him feel unreachable back then, now felt like a lone umbrella in a blazing 40 degree heat. It was something she was unwilling to push away.
She subconsciously moved closer, her nose pressing against his chest. She inhaled deeply and, as she exhaled, her warm breath brushed against William's collarbone and throat.
She felt uneasy, and so did William. In fact, he could even sense his own body responding to being so close to Emelie.
William had liked Emelie ever since high school, and he had always harbored desires for her. During the few years they were together, apart from the last six months of their relationship, they were frequently intimate, even a simple tease could lead them to bed.
After being apart for so long, Emelie was finally nestled in his embrace again.
William felt emotions surging within him.
He lowered his head, his lips touching her forehead. His cold lips against her hot forehead were a striking contrast. It created an oddly comforting sensation for both of them.
William kissed her down to her nose, and Emelie vaguely sensed that something was amiss. Her thoughts were muddled, and when his lips finally met hers, she becentirely disoriented.
Ever since they reunited, William had kissed Emelie twice before. Both times, it felt like he was venting. The kisses couldn't be considered truly intimate, until this one.
It seemed as though he was pouring all his unspoken feelings into this kiss, which was deep and genuine. Emelie, in her dazed state, felt like this was an illusion. This kiss was the deepest William had ever given her in nearly a decade.
It surpassed the kiss he had given her when putting the wedding ring on her finger, the kiss on New Year's Eve as they returned to the Eastbay, and even the kiss at the traffic lights on the eighth day of the New Year when they were about to get their marriage license.
William's kiss felt like a desperate expression of all his true emotions.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I never wanted to hurt you since you went to work in Weston City. I'm not sure why things always go wrong...
"William confessed.
He continued, 'No one taughtwhat is right or wrong. I only wanted to keep you close.. Xjust want to keep you withforever... Tell me, what should I do so you'll stay? How can we stay together forever?"
William had always been prideful. He had achieved his goals throughm power, wealth, or scheming, always getting what he wanted. He had never before pleaded so earnestly. Emelie, in her daze, saw that there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He was like a devotee, kneeling before her and seeking a way to resolve his problem.
Emelie remembered Charles' mocking laughter in prison, and her own tears flowed uncontrollably. However, William kissed them away gently.
William, also quite drunk, was barely coherent. Emelie could vaguely hear his voice, but she felt heartbroken "Angel, please don't cry," he said softly.
Emelie climbed onto his shoulder and bit into his neck. "William, I really want you to die!"
William responded by lowering his head and kissing her lips once more. His voice was as Whispered a hoarde 63 he om whispered, Just wait a little longer. Lethelp you... then I'll give you my life." X
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