Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 792 I'm Not Your Wife

Emelie mocked William, 'You're acting as if you wouldn't still follow me if I refuse."

If she refused, he would just follow her covertly instead of overtly.

William smiled lightly. "So, you're agreeing then?'

Emelie had already turned to leave. "Let's see if there's a flower shop selling lilies on the way."

William watched her proud demeanor and thought to himself that the weather was just perfect. "Sure," he said.

William hadn't brought his assistant or driver, he was driving himself.

Emelie treated him like a chauffeur. Instead of getting into the front seat, she went straight to the back.

William smiled, closed the door, and got into the car.

As the car started, Emelie rolled down the window to get some fresh air and glanced behind through the side mirror. Whatever she saw made her smile fade, and her lips forming a cold line.

"You and Wesley-William started to say.

immediately. "I don't talk to

asked, "Then can

her eyes to ease the strain. "It seems like the Cloudex Corporation is really going bankrupt, seeing as its president is moonlighting as a cab

point, she was practically immune to all flirtation or anything

on the car's sound system, letting the gentle piano music fill the space, helping

he said, "If you're

didn't respond, so William got

of hydrangeas on the shelf. The colors were soft and beautiful. He suddenly thought of the flowers from

take a bouquet of these too," he said, his voice slightly

have already been reserved by a couple for their wedding tonight. There's none left. How about some other flowers? The

these flowers the most, and she's mad at me right now. I want to buy one to make it

resist such a tall, refined, stern-looking man pleading with them like

ask them if they're

William nodded. "Thank you."

weak, so the owner stepped outside to

The hydrangeas you ordered for your wedding have arrived, but there's a gentleman

in a fight. He wants to buy one to smooth things over with her. I wanted to ask if you might spare

how much the man cared for his wife. "Of course! Give him one, free of

much!" The