Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 82 Was It You Just Now?

Emelie found herself close to the man’s chest, catching a faint yet pleasant scent.

It reminded her of the rows of pine and cypress trees in the morning forest–damp, cool, mysterious, and intriguing

Her daze lasted only three seconds.

Instinctively, she raised her head to try to see the man’s face.

But just as she lifted her head, her eyes were covered by another strip of black fabric.

The man had picked up the fallen blindfold and tied it securely around the back of her head

Emelie only caught a glimpse of the man’s chin. She could only discem that it wasn’t William.

May I ask, what should I call you? Emelie asked softly.

The man seemed to hesitate brielly but didn’t answer. He finished tying the blindfold and then held her hand.

The female host announced from the stage, “Three minutes, time’s up! Everyone has found their dance partners. So, let tonight’s dance begin!”

The orchestra started playing, and the man embraced Emelie’s waist.

Women are sensitive and susceptible to whether they are being taken advantage of.

Emelie sensed that the man didn’t intend to take advantage of her, so she didn’t resist as he led her onto the dance floor.

Emelie couldn’t see anything and was completely under his control. They danced the basic steps of waltz–retreat to the left, advance to the

right

were steps familiar to anyone

attempted to pull off the blindfold several times, but the man kept

concealed his identity, the more Emelie wanted to

to remove the blindfold with her other hand. But the man pulled her back, grasping her

once again.

interlocked with hers tightly. Their palms touched, and Emelie could feel the warmth of

faint scent of pine

longing to know who

after seven minutes, and the lights in the banquet hall came

released her hands, and Emelie immediately pulled off the

But suddenly, a

nearby. Someone exclaimed, “Oh no! The cake has been knocked over! Quickly,

intended to make a grand entrance under the spotlight, unexpectedly

in panic, scrambling to retreat from the collapsing

people bumped into each other, and Emelie, who was close by, was

vision and hadn’t adjusted to the sudden

to grab the man’s hand, hoping he wouldn’t

off course before her hand could

Emelie’s foot, causing her to

and aside, out

tall and slender figure. At the same time,

to let go. She needed to know who

she struggled to stand, she quickly lifted her head to look, and then