Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 718 Not Marrying

Emelie's eyes widened in shock. She was fueled by anger and summoned all her strength to push him away. However, William's earlier restraint had merely been a show of patience.

He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, pinning them against the wall above her head. Then, he shifted his grip from her chin to the back of her head, giving her no chance to escape.

"William..." Emelie managed to utter his name through a tiny gap in their kiss, only to be silenced again.

William's eyes had a red tinge, like a web of bloodshot veins or shattered glass.

In a burst of desperation, Emelie tried to strike at his most vulnerable spot. However, William anticipated her move and stomped on her foot, forcing it back to the ground.

The kiss was indescribable. It lacked any desire and felt more like a release. It was as if he were venting his frustration and grievances.

Was he actually feeling aggrieved? That was the most ridiculous joke Emelie had ever heard.

William bit her lip, and the faint taste of blood made their kiss even more unbearable.

Despite her desperate struggles, Emelie couldn't shake him off. Her chest heaved with anger, and she wished she could tear William apart piece by piece.

Eventually, she gave up on her futile efforts.

Emelie remained unresponsive. Gradually, as if he had vented out his frustration, William slowly withdrew from

you said. You told me you loved me. You called me Liam. You wanted to be Mrs. Middleton. You wore my ring, and we even went to

you loved me," he

voice grew hoarse, and his

at him coldly. She noted the protruding bone at the back of

that when they reconciled in Weston,

longer loved him as much. Now, he couldn't

curled into a smirk.

William's back visibly stiffened.

body radiated heat. Yet Emelie's voice was

Even ants know to avoid water. What about humans, who are better at

me. How could I ever truly fall for you? Never. Not from the beginning, and not

all, how could I endure those days

convincing myself that

you more than once that I wished I had never met you

his head and grabbed her shoulders. "Stop!" Emelie's eyes were devoid of emotion, but her lips curled

fury and indescribable pain. He restrained his grip as he was unwilling

her for a long while. "You sure have learned how to break