Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 228 Marriage Was an Option

Ashton swiftly raised the partition between the front and back of the car. Instantly, the rear space turned into a closed, cramped area.

As she was pulled by William, Emelie found herself kneeling on the car floor, with the partition behind her and William in front. The confined space left her with no escape route.

Emelie pushed against William’s chest in frustration. “What are you doing? Let go!”

with one hand firmly holding her body and the other gripping her chin, William locked eyes with her. “You can find a thousand excuses for Samuel deceiving you but fabricate countless accusations against me. That’s quite fair of you, Ms. Hoven.”

His injury hadn’t fully healed, yet he somehow had the strength to restrain her like this.

The icy air around William permeated her senses, leaving her nowhere to hide. “Yes, Patricia left you in the wilderness because of me, but our relationship isn’t what you believe it to be.”

Was he explaining? How absurd.

“I never cared about whatever relationship you had with her. Why should I? Emelle tried to break free from his grip, but he held her firmly and forced her to look directly at him. “You’ve always relied on hearsay and your own speculations to define me as irredeemable. I’ve told you. Do you think that what you think is what you think? You’ve just been assuming things all along. Did I ever say I wanted to exchange you for a project on the cruise ship?

Why was he bringing that up again? Emelle was both infuriated by his control and his distortion of truth. She couldn’t contain her anger anymore and snapped, ”

“You said you wanted to give

that ball where we picked our dance partners blindfolded. Isn’t that giving our partners away? How else could I describe that situation?” William’s tone was icy. “And I didn’t give you away. Didn’t I tell you to go left from the beginning? Which way did you go?”

and there’s no evidence. You can say anything you

don’t care, but I do. How can you

just wouldn’t give up. He wanted an answer.

Finally, she burst out, “Because, for three years, I’ve been nothing but a tool in your eyes! Because you’re fickle and capricious! You’re always like

had me. You acted as if you truly loved me,

at that time, but she… William stared at Emelie intently. Suddenly, the image from

subsided, and his tone turned cold

asked one

straight line. He forced her into this. Just

winced in pain and

sgrip.

pushed him away and created distance before knocking on the partition. “Ashton! Stop the car!”

but it wasn’t because Emelie told her to; they had