Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 564 You just Don’t Want to Wake Up

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Emelie opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say she couldn’t quite explain how she was feeling.

However, Wesley didn’t seem to care about what she was feeling.

He said, “Eme, dance for me again. Do the last dance you performed before I went abroad.”

Emelie hit her lip and looked away but with mirrors on all four sides of the walls, Wesley could still see the rejection on her face. It was a look that wasn’t directed at him but at the

idea of dancing

“I’ve forgotten it after all these years,” she said.

“I know how good your memory is,” he replied.

“My injury isn’t fully healed yet,” she said.

“The wound healed while we were on the yacht. The doctor confirmed it,” Wesley said.

“I’m not dressed for dancing today, Maybe another day” mele continued to argue

“You could dance even in your school uniform back then, so why not now?” he said.

Emelie just didn’t

deep ander. “Are you still mad at me

shook her

life make

reiterated and said, “I’m not angry.”

angry. “If the debt is settled, then you can dance for me?”

burned back and stared

She had already said she wasn’t

raised an eyebrow.

Emelie was silent.

music?” Wesley asked.

Emele didn’t reply.

picked up

socks. Indeed, the polished wooden floor was smooth and

Greenwood’s June’s Lullaby. The clear sound of the violin was perfect for

before rising on her

had learned classical dancing as a child, though she hadn’t danced much in recent years. But as Wesley had said, she had a good memory and hadn’t forgotten the dance

moves

she danced awkwardly, but she quickly found

hands. These were all classical dance moves, and Emelie danced them beautifully, blending with the music like a young girl in a green dress

was exercise. No matter how gracefully one danced, it required energy. However, it also served as a great outlet for pent–up mergy. When someone is fully immersed

initially danced reluctantly, but soon

grew richer, and Emelie spun in place. The hem of her cloak flew up, and as the music reached a climax, she spin faster and faster. Wesley put down the violin, but she kept spinning. She was like an unstoppable twister on