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?"

expression remained blank as she brushed past him. "There's no need

her a chance to resist, he pulled her out of

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

William tried to

suddenly drew a small knife from her waist and thrust it at

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

the surroundings quickly, making sure

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

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

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

Emelie into

to see your face," he

the gas and drove straight

out of the car, led her inside, and took her to

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

face. The chemical scent of makeup remover

touch was surprisingly

but William firmly guided it back,

her skin was bare, clean, and free of any

brows and leaned in

together. "So, has the bruise already healed, or did

makeup already ruined, she grabbed another towel and wiped

hit you, I'd bring the entire Filo family

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