Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 160 Good Taste

“Who else would it be?” William’s expression turned frosty. “Do you think me sending a message here is getting in your way?”

Emelie Tell silent.

It didn’t make sense. Jayden and Alexis were on the 20th floor. William and Ashton, along with Patricia, were on the 19th floor, and she was with Samuel on the 17th

floor.

Why on earth would he be on the 17th floor? Is he actually here to meet Samuel? He can’t possibly be here for her, could he?

Emelle’s eyes briefly flickered, but those details didn’t matter much at the moment. She realized their current position was improper, and she also noticed a strong smell of alcohol on him,

She couldn’t help but wonder if he went out drinking after returning from the mall.

“Mr. Middleton, please let me go,” Emelie requested.

William’s focus lingered on the scarf adorning her neck. It was the very one Samuel had helped her put on.

As he recalled the various incidents between her and Samuel, his expression grew increasingly frosty. His gaze then shifted downward once again.

The bag she’d been carrying a moment ago slipped from her grasp, scattering its contents on the floor. At the top lay a bra. It was pink and adorned with lace.

Seeing his gaze on her clothes, Emelie gritted her teeth and snapped, “Mr. Middleton! Let me go!”

William glanced at her face and remarked, “You’re not getting any younger, yet you still dress like a teenager. But I have to admit, you’ve got good taste.”

back, “Mr. Middleton, verbal harassment is still harassment. Show some respect!”

you define harassment? I’m just saying you have good taste,” William’s expression remained serious, though his

“When others compliment you, it’s praise. But when

free herself

shopping with Samuel, got matching outfits, and even bought underwear? Then you

her

because she knew Wimstour City’s weather could be chilly with little sunlight, making it hard for clothes to dry. She hadn’t packed

all of this to William. Out of the blue, she shouted, “Mr. Swanson,” from behind

faltered for a moment, allowing Emelie to slip away. Swiftly, she grabbed the

expression was

a speck of decency would

only intensified her disgust.

behind her, “If my relationship with Patricia bothers you, why not come

situation incredibly

she ever indicate that

ignore it and took out the room key card to open the

shadow fell over William’s gaze.

felt him closing in fast. Just as she turned back warily, William

the room. And then, the door slammed shut.

room was plunged into darkness, with no lights

was, but she could feel him all around her. Suddenly, he had her

it away, followed by him pulling

he