Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 222 Masked Desire

Emelie frowned, striding over and bending down to help him remove it with a single hand. As she moved, her hair cascaded forward, lightly brushing her chest. William unconsciously turned his head and caught a hint of her scent

He lifted his gaze, focusing on her sharply defined nose. He was close enough to discern even the fine hairs on its tip. And just below, her lips awaited.

William’s eyes clouded as her hair grazed his shoulder by accident. He started replaying their recent intimacy in the utility room.

Back then, he’d been farious upon discovering Wesley had been covertly watching her, even going as far as confronting her. So, when he had her, his actions had been more about teaching her a lesson than losing himself in desire.

Now, unexpectedly, he felt a pang of regret. Emelie couldn’t ignore the way his temperature rose subtly.

They’d been together for three years, and she knew him well enough to sense it. Warly, she glanced up at him.

Williams swiftly masked any hint of desire in his eyes. His demeanor turned cold in an instant.

Noticing her scrutiny, he arched an eyebrow and prodded impatiently, “Harry it up. How long do you plan on leaving me hanging here?

“or maybe you want me to catch a cold while injured, adding insult to injury in your revenge scheme?”

“Thanks for the ‘brilliant‘ idea,” Emelie mused sarcastically. She never would’ve come up with such a twisted plan herself

a fresh hospital gown and helped him into it. Away from Emelie’s sight, a faint smile tugged at William’s lips.

to keep his desire under wraps for now, if she caught onto it, she’d definitely run. There wasn’t moch he could do at the

that day, the doctor had been clear: “You need to

Emelle finished her TV, she asked

“Nope, sorry. You’ve got more treatments scheduled for

I only got five stitches on my arm. Two days

the doc ordered. But you’re definitelyon the schedule for more IV, so there’s gotta be a reason for It”

that, the curse turned and left. Emelle furrowed her brows, feeling increasingly agitated. She had expected a quick two–day stint, but now it seemed she was

tone, “just do what the doctor says. You’re not

was impressively swift just yesterday, even the smallest movements had been

needing his attention every day, and he was already back to work. He gestured. “Have your laptop brought over. You can work from

the thought of enduring another two

lunch and, noticing she wasn’t hooked up to an IV, casually inquired, “So you can be

nurse just told me I

composure. “Take your time. Getting

can start

know