Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 271 Delusions

Only three women were left on the lawn. Unlike Patricia, Camila didn’t have any profound thoughts about the situation. Instead, she rolled her eyes and complained, “What’s so fun about archery? My hands hurt!”

Patricia responded coldly, “I told you that you’d only drag Mr. Swanson down. Ms. Jackson, you need to have some self–awareness. What’s the point of forcibly taking something? If you can’t handle it, then you can’t handle it. In the end, you’ll still lose,”

This remark wasn’t just about archery. It also hinted at relationships with men.

Camila was not being entirely foolish. She caught the underlying meaning

“You

she snapped, turning sharply to face Patricia. But Patricia stood there casually. She held an umbrella with one hand and crossed her arms.

Sunlight bathed her, highlighting her legs, which were so fair they reflected the light

Patricia’s beauty was dazzling, Camila suddenly realized that having Patricia hold the umbrella for her, initially intended as a humiliation, had backfired Standing together, Camila only ended up embarrassing herself.

Camila was already furious with Patricia. She was further enraged by her sarcastic tone. She pushed her hard. “You wretch! How dare you stand beside me.”

She was pushed back a few steps and accidentally stepped on Emelie’s foot. She instinctively said, “I’m sorry…”

Camila launched

character. You think a pretty face can temporarily dazzle a man, and you start imagining yourself as their queen? You’re pathetic. “When

“Camila, have

protection

he got tired of you, he passed you to Mr. Middleton. Now that he’s bored of

situation, Mr. Middleton will also grow tired of her soon enough, whether It’s

family, a true heiress of noble birth. I’m matched perfectly with Bryan. To put it bluntly, you two are just toys, tools to be shared. Someone like me is a woman worthy of being

amusement. She looked at her with a smirk.

remained silent. Her expression was unchanged as she twisted open the bottle of mineral

she had hit a

proper girls from respectable families. You were far below me, and she was even further inferior compared to Ma. Allen. In our presence, you two

leaning against the bench before fitting an arrow, drawing

in the sunlight, sharp

back, only to have Patricia grab her by the back of her neck.

back. She froze in place. Her eyes widened with fear because