Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 115 Low Lelles

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The car tront of them putained sinkonary despite the green light, sa Ashton had pressed the limit..

The sound snappell wallam out of his thought.

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Who knew the best way thantark another mention.

Willum saddenly asked, “it wudy how.adrower full of letters?

“so what if I did? They were so unto my desk beteren ab at school alla’t have a chance to jet them it won’t her fat

Willan’s wor was cold. “Did you throw them awa

Puzzled by his question, Emelie looked at him. “I didn’t read them, but didn’t throw them away either.”

Though she had no interest in the letters or the content, discading the world have been polite, alter all, they were soucone’s heartfelt expression.

She remembered gathering them all into a bag.

As the carpssed by a shopping mall, the screen outside casta fluorescent light on William’s face, making his expression had to read. “How did you deal with them?!

“I took them home, but I’m not sure where they ended up. When the Hovens were forced to move from the city to the town, some things got lost in the process

for a tee seconds before huming away and letting or a tant lugh

her love letters perplexing. Her main point was about lening tesbistage her. That

was trying to stop het from bad–mouthing Elena by

“Of course, should still thank M. Allen er bring you to help me.” In fact, she knew

and tagged at his tie with clear

swings, but this wasn’t the first time she found him

to their comerton. Noticing nothing inappropriate happening, he lowered the partition and asked softly. “Mr. Middleton, should we had to the

“Ashton, you location on WhatsApp. Let’s go there

the rearview minor seeing no objection from him, he agreed and opened his WhatsApp to

in her work group chat. She randomly clicked into one of them and

at Justina taken by her assistant and frowned. She wanted to ask the assistant to

dready fared insigh consejances. There was no inson to

since it couldn’t be undene, she forgot about

guilty as she

William didin’t seem to

stopped in front of a phate

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sad in Ashton, “Turking spots are hard to find here. It might be a ba at

“No problem

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