Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 411 Let’s Try Again

The following day, Emelie was woken up by the buzzing of her phone.

She had only fallen asleep at around four or five in the morning. She was still exhausted, but when she saw William’s name on the caller ID, her sleepiness vanished instantly.

Emelie sat up and glanced at the pale yellow envelope on the nightstand. As she recalled the events of the previous night, she couldn’t help but bite her lower lip.

After taking a deep breath to calm herself, she answered the phone.

“Hello.” William’s deep, magnetic voice came through the phone. His voice managed to give her goosebumps despite the distortion from the electric signal.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Tm sleeping

“Where are you sleeping? I’m in your room, but I don’t see you. Where did you go?” William’s tone immediately became deeper. He sounded like he was catching her in the act of some wrongdoing Emelie was momentarily stunned. “Are you in my room? Did you go to Weston to find me?”

“Wasn’t yesterday your last day at work? I came to pick you up and bring you back to Capebatt City. Where are you now?” William pressed.

Emelie, who was still wrapped in her blanket, checked the time. It was just after seven. “You’ve arrived in Weston this early? Did you drive all night?”

‘I came right after finishing work last night. Why do you keep dodging the question? Where are you now? Are you afraid to let me know where you are? Is it Charles or Samuel? Who are you with?” William’s voice turned icy and impatient.

up. She was taken aback,

as though William was trying to catch her

She leaned against

screen. Even from hundreds of miles away, Emelie could feel his commanding

my house in Alderbrook.” Emelie moved the camera to show the

were you in such a hurry to return?”

last night, so I hitched a ride

home, and don’t go

ended the video call after saying

she heard

just past eight in the morning, but

lately, always leaving

middle–aged people, some of them would just spend their time playing poker, which Ronan enjoyed. He was probably off to

some supplies for the holidays. It was New Year’s Eve the

would arrive from Weston around noon. After helping Greta with the shopping and dropping off the supplies at home, she walked to the edge of

town, there was a lake where people could rent boats. She sat on

honks that

side of the road. Its sleek design gleamed in the sunlight, and

and handsome figure was breathtaking. His eyes locked

he had approached her on a