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 for

her a chance to resist, he pulled her out of the train

she

to

suddenly drew a small knife from

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

scanned the surroundings quickly, making

weapon, you'll be spending

have to tell you to keep your hands off me, Mr. Middleton?" Emelie replied with a

dropped to meet hers. "I thought that was in the past and things are different between us now." "Don't flatter yourself. If you've got something to say, say it."

Emelie into

need to see

he hit the gas and

car, led her inside, and took her to the master

bathroom door and grabbed a towel from the

chemical

makeup. His touch was surprisingly gentle as if he

but William firmly guided it

bare, clean, and free of any

and leaned in to take a

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

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