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

brightness was blinding, making Emelie squint before she could adjust her eyes and

and were taken aback by the sight of

what was happening and quickly apologized, “Sorry for barging in…

“We

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

I’m the

man, claiming to be a guest in Room 1702, with the last name

explain, William had

a word, he passed

left Room 1702, someone quickdy snapped a photo of the

it. James

the interruption. Otherwise, William might have stayed even longer.

to the

hotel like this, there was an abundance of makeup remover and skincare products. Emelle grabbed a cotton

scent of William lingered like

disposable

end up

raced through

felt like a small fish in a big pond. She couldn’t compete with