Chapter 71 Nowhere to Run

Upon seeing Emelie in her long pants and long–sleeved pure cotton pajamas, William couldn’t help but wonder whom she was guarding against.

But as luck would have it, her tossing and turning during sleep caused the buttons on her pajamas to come undone, revealing a glimpse of her

collarbone.

She

didn’t seem to realize that the more she covered herself up, the more William felt compelled to tear it all off and see what was

As William pondered over something, he returned to his room after finishing his drink.

In the middle of the night, Emelie woke up feeling cold.

underneath.

She realized her blanket had slipped onto the floor. She reached for another thin shirt to put on and covered herself back up with the blanket.

Despite this, when moming arrived, Emelie found herself still feeling groggy

But after completing her moming routine, the foggy sensation in her head began to clear significantly.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, Emelie spotted William already seated in the dining room, enjoying his breakfast

“Mr. Middleton, do we happen to have a first aid kit in the room?” she asked.

She wanted to take some cold medicine just in case.

“No, but you can ask a steward if you need anything.” William replied, glancing up at her. “Feeling seasick?”

Since there wasn’t one available in the room, she didn’t want to hassle a steward, figuring it wasn’t a big deal.

good. It’s nothing” She shrugged

quietly sat down for breakfast while William finished eating first. After taking a sip

blue sea.

you bring your swimsuit?” he

from her plate, slightly

it a bit risky being so far from

excitement is. There’s nowhere to run,” William

Long

beat as she

a swimsuit, just wear whatever. We’re all going jet

pursed her lips. “But

gaze was intense and

“Fine,” Emelie reluctantly agreed.

intuition was usually spot on. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something

banquet.

to any business or

seemed out of the ordinary, Emelie knew there was likely something more to it, and she

opted for a conservative

waterproof wetsuit layered with a

other women riding

accelerating speed, their minimal fabric seemed on the verge

was exactly what it took to spark the adrenaline–fueled

deck echoed with screams of excitement and cheers,

it could easily seem like a raucous party at

somewhat displeased. But he was busy chatting with some CEOs and didn’t really have time for her. Seeing the coaches around, Emelie wondered if she should approach them to learn how to operate the jet ski Riding a jet ski on the water

21 Nowhere

her usual sharpness, Emelie struggled to master the art of balancing on the jet ski.

relied on the coach’s guidance to

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