Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 231 Your Dad’s in Trouble

Emelie was speechless.

Her weakness lay in her inability to curse. The more enraged she became, the less capable she was of doing so. Her teeth clenched tightly, and anger surged within her chest.

William found her current state far more appealing than her usual cold and composed demeanor. He leaned in to kiss her and whispered, “Come on, angel ”

His kiss carried the scent of cinnamon tobacco, evoking memories of a cozy winter evening by the fireplace and igniting a feeling of tender warmth. And with him calling her like that, it was even more poignant

Emelie’s breath quickened as she fought against the seductive lure of his false tenderness. “Don’t call me that!”

William was not one for much conversation in these moments. However, the incessant ringing of the phone on the floor began to irritate him. Did Samuel have nothing better to do?

Yet Emelie sensed something was off. If it were Samuel, knowing she was with William, he wouldn’t keep calling after the first unanswered attempt.

He knew she couldn’t answer. His relentless calls felt like a constant reminder of her humiliation of being known by someone else, akin to having an acquaintance witness her being coerced.

Samuel wouldn’t add to her distress. But now, the phone had rung three times in a row. Emelie’s anxiety spiked as she struggled “Wam! Move! Who’s calling?”

She strained to see the phone, so William could only lift her head and glance at it. With sharp eyesight, he could discern the name on the screen even from a distance of six feet.

“Ashley.”

pushed him

yielded to her force and narrowed his eyes slightly. He recognized the name. It was Elias’s wife. He

hastily threw on her robe and scrambled to the floor to

Ms..”

as she spoke, so she cleared her throat and tried to sound as

directly, “Emelie, your dad’s in trouble.”

like a stone into

Ashley

in Wimstour City right

but William caught her before she could exit the

Emelle snapped.

“I won’t let you go

herself from his grasp, but she couldn’t. Anxiously,

serving his three–month sentence? William frowned.

but William’s grip was unyielding Her frustration and helplessness boiled over. “What

plan to run out like this?” William asked as

was now wearing only the hotel’s bathrobe,