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?"

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

darkened, and he grabbed Emelie's hand. Without giving her a chance to resist, he pulled her out of the train

gave up struggling after knowing she couldn't break free from

outside, William tried to steer

from her waist and thrust it

flash, he grabbed her wrist, twisted it, and hid the knife

quickly, making sure that

the security sees you with a weapon, you'll be spending the night at the police station,"

to keep your hands off

and things are different between us now." "Don't flatter yourself. If you've got something to say, say it." Emelie shook off his grip,

William got Emelie into

see

the gas and drove straight

he pulled her out of the car, led

towel from the counter. He pressed it

her face. The chemical scent of makeup remover filled

makeup. His touch was surprisingly gentle as if he was afraid

but

bare, clean, and free of

leaned in to take a closer

William pressed his lips together. "So, has the bruise already healed, or did he not hit you?" Emelie pushed him away. "Why do I

another towel and wiped the rest of her

he really did hit you, I'd bring the entire Filo family down