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?"

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

hand. Without giving her a chance to resist, he pulled her out of the train

knowing she couldn't break

outside, William tried to steer her toward

suddenly drew a small knife from

flash, he grabbed her wrist, twisted it, and hid the knife under their sleeves to

making sure that no one had

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

many times do I have to tell you to keep your hands off me, Mr. Middleton?"

yourself. If you've got something to say, say it." Emelie shook off his grip, pushed him away, and tucked

William got Emelie into his

to see your

gas and drove straight

led her

open the bathroom door and grabbed a towel from the counter. He pressed it into a bottle of

began wiping her face. The chemical scent of

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

but William firmly

her skin was bare, clean, and free of

brows and leaned in to take a

nothing there, Mr. Middleton?" William pressed his lips together. "So, has the bruise already healed, or did he not hit you?" Emelie pushed him away. "Why do I

grabbed another towel and

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