Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 269 He Felt a Sudden Shock

However, Bryan ignored it all

Camila crossed her arms, looking even more smug. “Some people are just pathetic. No one asked her to come, yet she clings on desperately like a leech. If she loves serving others so much, then she should do it well. That’s the only value she has.”

As a mere bystander, Emelie found those words harsh.

Camila blinked and said, “Oh, Ms. May, don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t talking about you. But could you hold up the umbrella? I’m getting sunburned.”

Patricia’s makeup concealed her true expression, but her lips were pressed tightly together.

Emelie sensed that Patricia’s emotions weren’t stirred by Camila’s humiliation but by Bryan’s indifference despite hearing everything.

she couldn’t help but glance at Wiliam Patricia had worked for him for a while, and now she was being humiliated. She wondered what would his reaction be.

Willam frowned.

But his frown was directed at Emelie. “Is your chest protector on backward?

down. It seemed she had worn the chest protector the wrong

designed to cover the heart, and it should be worn

the right side?” William shook his head and walked over. He seemed to help

Emelle quickly stepped back “I can do it myself!”

was too sensitive.

protector, and Willaim couldn’t help but squint

already raised the umbrella. Her expression was now

discomfort in her heart. She couldn’t help but feel that all these men were too quick to tire of women. No matter how close they y

asked, “Which type of bow

difference was that the traditional bows had only the bow body and string, while the compound bows had

the arrow was placed Bows without an arrow rest required uisng one’s fingers to hold

simple yet the most challenging to master, and both Willian and Bryan chose it unanimously. Emelle had learned to handle

an arrow, draw the bow, and aim

from Silas, they all released

the mark. Not only did the other three hit, but they all landed bullseye. Bryan chuckled, “I didn’t expect that you’d be so good at archery,

at Emelle. His eyes betrayed a hint of surprise. “I remember your first time shooting arrows, you didn’t even know how to aim properly. It took me half a day to teach you, and you barely hit the edge. When did you get so good

and glanced downward. She said, “That’s when Mr. Middleton