Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 393 TrustWilliam had a strong heart, his hands always warm as blood was pumping through the veins. He was like a blazing furnace right now. The warmth followed his veins and climbed right into Emelie's hand.

William called for her the fourth time. "You're still angry, angel?" Emelie snickered in anger. He had done nothing and already expected her to cool off.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but William refused. The two of them were tugging each other quietly to the point that Emelie was getting annoyed. She eventually gathered enough strength and pulled her hand back.

William felt like a failure when he couldn't hold her. He felt his eyes getting heavier, and he was almost on the verge of falling asleep.

Even his breath carried the heat from inside of him when he spoke. “Daphne wasn't the one that bribed the caretaker. She didn't have that much courage. Trust me, angel." Emelie thought he was just arguing for Daphne's sake.

If it wasn't Daphne, who was it? He had to give her a suspect.

The reason Emelie left Capebatt City in a hurry despite not having to go to work was because she was avoiding him. She didn't expect to pursue her all the way to Weston. She was unhappy and annoyed. She immediately asked him to leave, saying, "It's not right for an unmarried man and woman to be in the sroom. Shouldn't you leave, Mr. Middleton?" However, William's tone beca little cold. He had begged her, sucked up to her, and even explained to her so many times. Yet, she refused to give up on her stance. “Explain to me, then. How is this not right? You never felt that it was not right when you slept within the attic while your parents were sleeping downstairs. We're now in a hotel room, so what do you mean by it not being right?" Emelie didn't expect that he would bring that up and immediately grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. "You bastard! Get out! Leave my room right now!" William stood up and gave her an indifferent glance.

Then, he headed straight to the door.

But he had only taken two steps when his tall figure stumbled and fell in front of her as he was passing by the couch.

Emelie instinctively caught him, but he also fell right on her, pinning her back to the couch.

The angle was just right. Emelie instantly understood that William did it intentionally. She yelled in embarrassment, "Get up, William!” However, as Emelie tried to push William away as his burning body was right on top of her, she could feel the dampness of his clothes.

He was getting a fever because he didn't change his clothes in tafter walking under the snow? What did that have to do with her? Emelie shoved him aside. "William!" William's entire weight was placed on Emelie as he buried his head by her neck. His breath on her skin was heavy and burning.

This time, he had really fallen unconscious and was not moving at all.

Emelie spent a lot of energy crawling out under him. However, he was fully unconscious as his eyes were fully shut.

She was so tired that she stared at him for a few seconds before finding her phone and dialed 911.

The ambulance arrived after a short 15 minutes. They transferred William to a stretcher and the paramedic who cwith the ambulance requested that his family follow them.

Emelie said coldly, "I'm not family." "Not family? Then what is he doing in your room?" "He was dizzy because of his fever and went to the wrong room. Either way, I don't know him." Emelie found her purse and counted out a thousand dollars. "It's just a fever and a cold. This money should be enough for the initial treatment. If this isn't enough, get more from him when he wakes up." She was tired and annoyed, and said, “Please leave soon. I want to rest." The paramedics felt that something was strange. But since she said they were unrelated, they had no authority to force her to follow them to the hospital. They had no choice but to carry William away for now.

Emelie closed the door, leaning right against it as she let out a long sigh.

She still felt unwell throughout the whole ordeal.

She grabbed her clothes and went into the bedroom to take a shower.

She even washed her hair.

While she was using the hair blower to dry her hair, she heard something making snoise outside.

She turned off the hair blower and paid attention, but there was only silence.

Perhaps she misheard it.

Emelie continued to dry her hair. When she was done, she was m shocked to see that someone lying on her bed. It was William who escaped from the ambulance.

He had already removed his jacket and sweater and threw them on the ground while he lay on her bed.

It was the first tthat Emelie realized that he could be so om problematic when he was being clingy. She walked over angrily. "Why don't you play dead again, William?"

William opened her eyes. He really was having a fever, as even his voice was already very weak. But ever then, he still threatened her, "Try to t throwout again. I dare you" Emelie felt short of breath. This was the real William, torturing her with his despicableness and tyranny even when he was sick. Chapter 394 16m X