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.”

Emelie pushed him away immediately.

her force and narrowed his eyes slightly. He recognized the name. It was Elias’s wife. He knew Ashley was representing Ronan in that

her robe and scrambled to the floor to grab

Ms..”

throat and tried to sound as

directly, “Emelie, your dad’s

heart sink like a stone into

Ashley

continued speaking. After swallowing hard, Emelle replied, “I’m in Wimstour City right now. I’ll come back

to leave, but William caught her before she

Emelle

at her. “I won’t let you

hard to free herself from his grasp, but she couldn’t. Anxiously, she exclaimed, “My

serving his three–month sentence? William frowned.

William’s grip was unyielding Her frustration and helplessness

run out like this?” William asked as he

was now wearing