Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 313 How Can I Ever Let You Go?

Who was provoking whom, exactly? Just because Emelie had angered William didn’t give him the right to do as he pleased

Who made these rules, anyway? was it him once more? It always seemed like he was the one calling the shots!

Emelle was furious to speak William wiped his mouth and noticed blood. Jest moments ago, she had pounced on has like a wildcat and biten him directly

William’s Adarna’s apple bobbed as he said, “stay seated so that you don’t bump into anything and then glare at me again.”

The mountain road was already winding enough as it was.

Enforcibly subdued her anger, settled back into her seat, and tightly gripped the handle

William shifted gears, released the brake, and guided the car down the slope. He didn’t inquire about her address, and Emelle didn’t offer since she knew that he was already aware

at it.

She had thought that she had slipped away from his control, but in reality, every action she took remained under his vigilant guzz.

As the car finally descended from the mountain and onto the main road, the streetlights cast a bright glow on the straight path ahead.

Willum eased back a little and glanced at Emelie seated beside him. She leaned against the door, eyes closed as if depleted of energy. Her breathing was henry, and the furrowed brows suppested her deep–seated concern

william stole a few more glances at her but grew imitated thinking about her continous mention of Samuel Heclenched the steering wheel tightly and looked away.

as she couldn’t find the peace to do so. She experienced alternating sensations of

recent busy work

car pulled up at the hotel, Emelle woke abruptly. She murmured settly, “Thank you,

limit. Shaking slightly, she retrieved her phone and

observed her unsteady movements from inside the

center when she accidentally collided with

stumble at most. However, Emalie completely lost her balance and started

it wouldn’t make mach difference

wrapped firmly around her waist Emelie’s cheeks flushed deeply in the chilly breeze. Beneath the bright hotel entrance lights, her blushing face was unmistakable.

out to check her forehead. “You have a fever and didn’t say anything?”

he blaming her?

eacher if he had been paying more attention. “If it were Mr. Swanson, be would

and carried her back to the car. From there, he drove straight to the hospital After being admitted to the emergency room, her temperature was recorded at 39°C. With a high

tone was

was adomed with white pillows and sheets. Emehe lay there, appearing fragile as if she could break with a gentle touch. I deep slumber.

eyes remained tightly closed, lost in

her to be unconscious by now. It was remarkable how she had managed to conduct her investigation and descend the mountain in such

sesta.

relying on

pillow. He had taught her everything, even molding her way of thinking. Therefore, their minds were so attuned that

her mentor, he had neglected to impart the wisdom of yielding when necessary.