Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 468 His Little Wire

Marcel glanced in the rearview mirror. Since Wesley didn’t tell him to stop, be kept his foot on the gas i pedal, and the car continued to speed down the road.

Elgrimed her teeth and glared at Wesley. “Tell him to stop the car!”

Wesley suddenly leaned toward her, closing the distance between them. His scent, reminiscent of pine, now felt almost aggressive.

Each person had a different sense of personal space, but crossing it would cause discomfort. Emelie pulled out a small knife from her bag and thrust it toward him without

hesitation.

How, Wesley was quick enough to catch her wrist.

He glanced down at the compact folding knife. Though it was short, it was also sharp enough to be dangerous

He then looked back at Emelle. He understood that the sudden fight, abduction, high–speed chase, and near–accident had triggered Emelle’s defensive instincts

Stil, his voice was low and steady as he asked, “Were you planning to stab me

Emelie presed her lips together tightly.

Marcell couldn’t help but glance in the rearview mirror. “Mr. Graham, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Wesley replied calmly, then took the kade from Emelie’s hand.

reached over and fastened her seatbelt with a click

clear voice whispered in her ear, “I was just

won’t be harmed, but if

not me blindly believing whatever you say. I’m not a child who will believe anything you say.” Emelie

Wesley remained silent.

turned her head to look out the window. She could see his reflection in the glass. Wesley’s profile was strikingly handsome,

considering whether to tell her the truth.

didn’t push him.

fewer and Earther between. The paved road turned into a

a high speed, making the car feel as though it might tip over

to the handle above

click

lighter flicking open made me look over

She froze.

was the lighter she had given him

skillfully played with the lighter as he timed it between his fingers

molten gold at sunset.

that he had used often

Enelle’s lips tightened.

an evening after school. The golden light of dusk spread across hall the

rounds of basketball, and his breathing was heavy. He hopped over the barrier from the playground to the stands and

water, which

undane, revealing his neck and his Adam’s apple as it moved