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

his tie, becasually said, “You’re my secretary. Call me Mr.

names he could have chosen, he

joys, those girlish fantasies, suddenly

lowered her gaze obediently. “yes, Mr.

gave her the illusion they were just a normal superior–subordinate relationship. It made her a little sad. Later that night, she lay in bed alone and scrolled through their chat history stubbornly. Amidst

changed his WhatsApp usemame to “Liam“, as it this would bring them closer

the next day, William messaged her on WhatsApp asking for client data. Seeing his username pop up made her heart skip a

changed it back to Mr. Middleton“.

built a dream for herself,

“You should call me Liam

keep “dreaming“, but she was less

“Mr. Middleton, the Earl Grey tea has gone cold.”

gaze was deep and unblinking. His gaze fixed on her like a bottomless pool. No one could avoid Mr. Middleton’s

flower–shaped pastry. She remarked, “It’s not too sweet, quite

who coated this nickname for me long ago?” William

but

name she created before, making it difficult for her to say

subdued. “Are you telling me over and over again that I’ve missed

felt the same affection for him, or perhaps, she no longer

him a sense that even if they did those intimate things again, it wouldn’t

she was no longer willing to give him

as she felt the air’s chilling bite. Emelie watched the stage, at the elaborate and