Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 162 Powerless

The sound of a sharp slap echoed through the dimly lit room, piercing the silence.

At 28 years old, william likely hadn’t been slapped since Emelie last hit him a few months back when he called her a tool.

But this time, it seemed Emelie’s slap was a lot harder.

TOOM.

Emelie was sprawled on the couch. Her chest was heaving with anger while their eyes met in the dimly lit ro

The blackout curtains obscured all light, leaving William’s expression concealed from Emelle’s view even though they were mere inches apart. William’s breathing was calm, but there was a cold determination in each exhale.

Engaged in a showdown that seemed destined to drag on forever, they were like two animals trapped in a cage, neither willing to back down.

Suddenly, a mechanical beep echoed from the doorway as someone swiped a keycard to enter the room.

Emelie wasted no time in shoving William aside. She hastily sat up and fixed her clothes, all the while wondering who could be entering. She was supposed to be the only person staying in this room.

In an instant, the living room flooded with light as someone switched on the overhead lamp

she could adjust her eyes

attendants, James and Arthur, entered the room and were taken aback by the sight of William

they realized what was happening

“We

in Room 1702, so we used a keycard to check. We didn’t expect to

them a puzzled look “Who called about a door issue? I’m the only one staying in this room, and I haven’t called

We got a call from a man, claiming to be a guest in

and Arthur continued to explain, William had already straightened

saying a word,

1702, someone quickdy snapped a photo of the door with their phone and sent it with a message:

like a mere prank, so Emelie decided not to pursue it. James and Arthur, relieved by her understanding, thanked her and left, closing the door

Emelie found herself grateful for the interruption. Otherwise, William might

headed to

an abundance of makeup remover and skincare products. Emelle grabbed

of William lingered

poured water into a disposable cup, and grabbed a toothbrush. She started brushing herteeth.

to end up alone.”

raced through her mind

like a small fish in a