Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 322 Not a Whore

“That’s bullshit!” Emelie snapped. She knew she couldn’t match wits with William

Forced to explain herself, she pressed on, “Why didn’t refuse with so many people around?

“If I had embarrassed him in front of everyone, someone like him, someone like you, wouldn’t just let it slide. You’d retallate, wouldn’t you?”

She understood all too well how these powerful men operated

They could charm and flatter when it suited them, but cross them and they could barn vindictives

Hadn’t she learned that lesson from ham?

Otherwise, why would she have left her sick mother in Capebatt City and fledto Weston?

Upon hearing Emelte’s explanation, William’s demeanor softened, and his tone eased up

‘ve covered the tab for this private room tonight. If you need anything–money, connections, a place to stay–Just come to me.”

Come to him? What exactly did he think their relationship was?

Emelie held her breath, setting a chance to push him away. But as soon as she managed to create a slight gap between them, he swiftly closed in again, pinning her firmly against

the wall

your talk is as empty as your promises. Didn’t you

the hill for your room, and that’s bullying? And where’d

lang Charles. That’s right. You’re copying him, aren’t you? Inele accused,

He really

confused. “Why? Why are you doing this?” she

William evaded

his firm body against hers, he lowered

whispered in her ear, “Angel you owe me. When are you

her “angel“, Emelie’s heart clenched painfully, as

“angel” might signify a lover, petrend, or wife. But to him, it was

after her

Was his recent strange behavior all because she had denied

feel his arousal, But she no longer bought into the Hea

man was intent

and spoke, “William,

he responded softly,

the urge to push him

teeth, she continued, “If that’s not how you see me, then stop treating me this

have intimate relationships with

in her words.

from Charles and pursue me, then you better take a page from his book

Elena If you can do that, maybe I’ll consider letting you