Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 312 You Provoloed Me

William fixed a cold state on Emelie. “Weren’t you the one who insisted on repaying me for the ride?”

Emelie clenched her teeth, and without hesitation, William accelerated. He swiftly navigated around a sharp bend in the mountain road.

Emelie wasn’t prepared for the sudden acceleration. Her body slammed into the door, and the seat belt snapped her back into her seat

Although it didn’t hurt much, she felt deeply aggrieved. Her eyes reddened as she glared fiercely at William.

Williams tightened his grip on the steering wheel and eased upon the accelerator. His tone was less than pleasant as he said, “I never knew you had such a temper. I can’t go along with you, but I can’t go against you either.”

If these words had been spoken by someone else, they might have sounded more accommodating, like “Tean’t do anything with you“, or “how can I satisfy you“, or even “you leave me with no options“. But coming from William, Emelie only felt his impatience.

Emelie’s usual demeanor tended toward quiet reserve, but when her body felt unwell, her emotions and temper inevitably surfaced

For instance, back in Wimstour City when she skipped several meals and had a stomach ache, every comment from William would provoke a sharp retort from her.

This time was no different.

She sneered and remarked, “Mr. Middleton, I find your actions rather perplexing When Mrs. Matilda questioned me, you wouldn’t even confirm that you were with me in the nursery all night and that I didn’t poison anyone.

at Elena’s urging to help me, you willingly spoke at length to Mrs. Navarro. But now, you’re driving out here

after me. Don’t you think your behavior is rather

for you?” William’s demeanor grew colder. “Then, why didn’t you tell Mrs. Matilda that you were with me last

mentioned Maria, the maid, and even the bodyguard, but she had omitted any mention to him. Despite this, she had the

then said, “Even if thad mentioned you, you wouldn’t have

tumed icy, “What did

mean, even if I had brought you up, you wouldn’t have supported me. Am I mistaken? You’re not like Mr.

reason.

up for me, you’d want something in retom. What good is that kind of

you really see me

with such a stereotyped impression. I’ve never thought

Swanson, Mr. Swanson, Mr. Swanson. She just wouldn’t let it go!

turned frosty as he abruptly slammed on the brakes. The car came to a sudden halt

lurched forward from the inertia but managed to grab the handle just in time to prevent

he purposely jostled

this explosive attitude of yours right now is because of

accept his confession? Why didn’t you

confession? How did he know about Samuel going