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

squint before she could adjust her eyes and glance toward the

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

moment’s pause, they realized what was happening and

“We

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

issue? I’m the only

We got a call from a man, claiming to be a guest in Room 1702, with the last name

continued to explain, William had already

glanced at Emelie indifferently, but she avoided his gaze. Without saying a word, he passed by James and Arthur and exited the room.

left Room 1702, someone quickdy snapped a photo of the door with their phone and sent it with a message: “Stopped.”

it. James and Arthur, relieved by her

found herself grateful for the interruption.

headed to

makeup remover and skincare products. Emelle grabbed a cotton pad, squeezed some remover onto it, and scrubbed

the remover, yer the scent of William lingered like

poured water into a disposable cup,

to end

remark raced through

abilities, she felt like a small fish in a big pond. She