Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 518 Tired of Her

The worst thing that she feared had happened.

Emelie desperately tried to back away. Her voice was trembling with tears as she shouted. “Get away! Get away! Get away!”

Frankie’s stench was more nauseating than rotten food. Emelie turned her head to avoid his mouth and screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Help! Help!” she screamed

“Haha! Scream all you want! No one will come to save you!” Frankie became even more excited by her resistance.

He tore off her clothes, and her fair skin made the man’s beastly nature flare up

Emelie struggled. However, her hands were tied behind her back, and ropes tightly bound her legs. Her futile resistance made her look like a caterpillar wriggling on the ground.

Despair seeped into her body through every pore. This was the darkest moment she had experienced since that rainy night three years ago,

Before, William had come to her rescue. This time, there was no one. No one…

William.. Tears flooded Emelie’s eyes as she thought of his name.

Recently, she had been pondering a problem. She couldn’t understand why Willam had suddenly become so distant toward her.

didn’t he take her along when he went out? Why did he rarely look at her? Why did he become less

busy to find an opportunity to ask him face–to–face if he was tired of her and if he wanted to break

they break up? She was just his tool. He might have simply grown tired of using her.

own mouth. They had been together for three years.

it couldn’t end vaguely

seemed that she might never get the chance to ask him. They might never see each other

way. Emelie had never sat around waiting to die in her twenty–five years of life.

her legs

apart, she kicked him fiercely in the

she somehow found

in agony.

hands were

her back. Fortunately, she was pretty flexible and immediately sat up. She managed to move her hands from behind her back to the front. Frankie cursed and hinged at her. His ferocious stance clearly indicated he intended to kill

room. She ran over, grabbed it with both hands

Thud!

her strength, and

was hurt. She only saw him sway a couple of

heard Tony’s voice from outside. “Where did Frankiego? Didn’t he have darbra?”

Hoven. I heard her screaming for help. You know what Frankie is like. He’s greedy and lustful,” one of the men replied. “He’s asking for trouble! I’ve already told him they specifiendly requested that woman…” Tony

they know her last name was Hoven She hadn’t introduced herself. Who were