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?"

she brushed past him. "There's no need

grabbed Emelie's hand. Without giving her a chance to resist, he

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

tried to steer

from her waist and thrust it at

a flash, he grabbed her

quickly, making sure that no one had

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

keep your hands off me, Mr. Middleton?" Emelie

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

William got Emelie into his

to see your face,"

that, he hit the gas and drove straight

the car, led her inside, and took her

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

wiping her face. The chemical scent

touch was surprisingly gentle

her head away, but William firmly guided

skin was bare, clean, and

his brows and leaned in to

Disappointed to see nothing there, Mr. Middleton?" William pressed his lips together. "So, has the bruise already healed, or did he not

she grabbed another towel and wiped

I'd bring the entire Filo family down and make them