Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 791 Give My Life To You

"It's just an allergy, or maybe it's a change in weather. I'm still getting used to it. It'll be fine after I use a face mask tonight," Emelie said.

Emelie tried to brush it off but Samuel wasn't buying it. "You're a Coastalburg native. Born and raised here. You've lived in this city for over twenty years, and you're telling me that you suddenly can't handle the climate here?'

Emelie fell silent, realizing she was running out of excuses. She quickly changed the subject.

"Your train's about to leave. You should go,' she urged.

Samuel remained in his wheelchair, staying put. "I'm not going anywhere. How can I leave knowing that things are like this between you two?"

Emelie smiled gently. "And you staying would fix everything?'

Samuel was puzzled. "How could Wesley ever lay a hand on you? He loves you so much...

Emelie explained softly, "We just got heated and said some things that we didn't mean. But it's over now. I'm not upset anymore. In a few days, when we've both cooled down, it'll be fine."

Samuel pressed his lips together. 'I'm sorry."

He knew that his request of Emelie had sparked the tension between her and Wesley.

"There's no need for apologies between us." Emelie waved it off.

After she finally saw Samuel off, Emelie was about to leave. She turned around, only to find William waiting for her.

He stared at the faint red mark on her cheek and asked the same thing Samuel did. "Did he really hit you?"

past him. "There's no need for your concern,

face darkened, and he grabbed Emelie's hand. Without giving her a chance to resist, he pulled her

she couldn't break

tried to steer her

a small knife from her waist and thrust it at

grabbed her wrist, twisted it, and hid the knife under their

making sure that no one had

security sees you with a weapon, you'll be spending the

many times do I have to tell you to keep your hands off

"Don't flatter yourself. If you've got something

got Emelie

see your face,"

he hit the gas and

out of the car, led

door and grabbed a towel from the counter. He pressed it

The chemical scent of makeup

silent as he carefully removed her makeup. His touch was surprisingly gentle as if he was afraid of adding

her head away, but William

bare, clean, and

leaned in to take a closer

see nothing there, Mr. Middleton?" William pressed his lips together. "So, has the bruise already healed, or did

she grabbed another towel and wiped the rest of

did hit you, I'd bring the entire Filo family down and make them apologize to