Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 371 Not a Best

The tea provided at the Velvet Comedy Club was bad Grey tea. Its taste was both bitter and astringent as it went down Emelie’s throat. She pursed her lips,”

“Aren’t you used to calling me Liar?” William asked quietly. He noticed Emelie’s hand trembling slightly as she held the cup. It caused a few drops of tea to spill onto the table, leaving a meandering stain.

He had indeed heard the nickname she had called him last night

Willian continued to gaze at her “you never used to call me that. When did this start?

Emelie wiped away the tea with acloth, but the watermarka temained on the table.

william kept watching her. His best friends usually called him “will“. It was the first time he had heard someone call him “Liar“.

“Did this start recently?” He thought maybe her actitude had softened toward him during their time together, prompting her to use this niciovame. But that wasn’t

the case.

She had held onto this nickname in her heart for a long time.

After falling for him, she pondered how to address him. “Mr. Middleton” felt too unfamiliar, “William” too stiff, and “will” not special enough.

She decided to use “Liam has reclame since no one else had used it before.

Back then, she was all about him. She would write his name on paper and search for love poems related to him. “Liam suited perfectly

That morning, while he was adjusting his

could have chosen, he picked the most unfamiliar

her hidden hopes and joys,

gaze obediently.

she lay in bed alone and scrolled through their chat history stubbornly. Amidst piles of work–related exchanges, she found a few more personal

of impulse, she changed his WhatsApp usemame to “Liam“, as it this would bring

day, William messaged her on WhatsApp asking for client data. Seeing his

changed it back to Mr. Middleton“. She dared not to overstep

had built a dream for herself,

should call me Liam

keep “dreaming“, but she was

and said, “Mr. Middleton, the

like a bottomless pool. No one could avoid Mr. Middleton’s question.

“It’s not too sweet, quite tasty. Did they make

nickname for me long

blinked but

he had guessed correctly. It was indeed a name she created before, making it difficult for her to say it now,

teacup, his tone subdued. “Are you telling me over and over again that I’ve missed the time

affection for him, or perhaps, she

him a sense that even if they did those intimate things again, it

had changed, and she was no longer willing to give him what he wanted

a drop in temperature over New Year’s Day, she hadn’t paid much attention to it until now as she felt the