Chapter 771 Tears in His Eyes

At night, the road laid deserted except for the man and woman embracing in the middle and four cars parked in the distance. These cars belonged to Emelie's bodyguards.

Without Jodie present, and given that Lyle had worked for William and was easily lured away, the bodyguards found themselves lacking clear orders. This left them unsure about whether they should separate them or not. Usually, they would have taken action. However, since Emelie did not seem to be resisting, it would have been inappropriate for them to intervene.

After they've discussed amongst themselves, the bodyguards decide to stay put in their vehicles, observing the situation closely. They would intervene if Emelie showed any signs of needing help.

In reality, Emelie was resisting. It was just that her struggles weren't violent, so they went unnoticed. Following her outburst, she felt increasingly weakened. She wasn't able to even push William away.

It was weird. As a secretary accustomed to social drinking, Emelie was well aware of her own tolerance. The amount that she had drunk that evening should not have led to intoxication. Nevertheless, she felt unusually weak and her heart pounded faster than usual.

Could the unique recipe of the plum wine be the reason? Was it different from regular alcohol? She wasn't

sure.

Her throat was dry, and she wanted something cool to drink or touch.

and the unique scent of William enveloped

which made him feel unreachable back then, now felt like a lone umbrella in a blazing 40 degree heat. It was something

She inhaled deeply and, as she exhaled, her warm breath brushed against William's collarbone and

In fact, he could even sense his own body responding to being so close to

for her. During the few years they were together, apart from the

Emelie was finally

emotions surging

her forehead. His cold lips against her hot

her nose, and Emelie vaguely sensed that something was amiss. Her thoughts were muddled, and when his lips finally met hers, she became

it felt like he was venting. The kisses

Emelie, in her dazed state, felt like this was an illusion. This kiss was the deepest William had

they returned to the Eastbay, and even the kiss at the traffic

like a desperate expression of

went to work in Weston City. I'm not sure why things always

"William confessed.

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