Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 370 He Comes Her

Emelle got out of bed in the afternoon. After William’s relentless behavior, it was dark again.

The suite was actually quite nice, with no taller buildings in front of it. From the large window, one could see the moon quietly rising into the sky.

Emelie was wrapped in a blanket. She was half asleep.

William was now dressed. He knelt on one knee by the bed, trying to pull her up. Emelie thought he wanted to have sex again. She whimpered and burrowed under the blanket, regretting their earlier discussion about their relationship status.

He was persistent. He forced her to promise never to accuse him of having other women again or talk about breaking up.

When she begged him to stop, he continued. He reminded her, “Didn’t you doubt that I hadn’t had sex for a long time?”

It wasn’t that she doubted him. She just didn’t understand his relationship with Daphne. But if she asked, he would bring up their status again, questioning if she wanted to be his girlfriend.

When she remained silent, he continued, creating a vicious cycle.

Seeing her shrink under the blanket, William smirked and pulled it down a bit. She would then shrink further down. He pulled it down again, and she moved again.

William leaned in. “Sweetie, the New Year’s festival is lively. Let’s go see it.”

just wanted to sleep. “No, I don’t

plan to spend New Year

they would end up spending the entire New Year’s Day in bed

the

go out. Now!”

yourself. I’m

hastily grabbed her bathrobe and put it

of bed, her legs wobbled. “It’s fine. I

rushed into the bathroom. Watching her hurried retreat, William couldn’t help but laugh.

still drowsy, William had clothes

the clothes and put them on. In the bag, there

head slightly to see his eyes. His eyes usually distant and unreadable, softened a bit as

fixing her hair, he took her hand, and they headed out together.

and exceptionally lively. They decided not to drive, and William led her along the bustling sidewalks.

her to a private dining restaurant and they ended up on a muddy path in the rain, getting their shoes and pants dirty. She had to use the GPS to find the

eventually found their destination. It was Lincoln Comedy Club. It was a classic setup with a pot of Earl Grey tea, a

a guitar and a violin, with two performers working seamlessly together. They delivered their

light comedy, and Emelie found herself laughing

Then, he gestured for a steward to come over. “Sir, how can I help you?”