Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 799 Their High School Days

It wasn't hard to spot the arrogant boy because the basketball was in his hands. He definitely lived up to his

arrogance.

The opposing players blocking his path were like an impenetrable wall, trying to stop him at every turn. However, he seemed unfazed, casually dribbling the ball.

With a quick fake, he tricked his opponent, smoothly spinning and dribbling past them. His school jacket that was tied around his waist flared out in an arc.

The word "elegant" came to Emelie's mind. Who would've thought someone could make a sport as intense and aggressive as basketball seem elegant?

He had long limbs and a perfect build, and the look in his eyes as he focused ahead was like that of a leopard- determined, deadly, and unstoppable.

He leaped into the air, aiming the ball at the hoop.

The girls watching gasped, convinced that the shot was secured.

Unexpectedly, the opposing team had a skilled player too. He jumped up and blocked the ball, sending it flying across half the court. The trajectory veered off course, and the ball headed straight for the crowd.

The girls screamed and scrambled to get out of the way.

Emelie could have dodged too, but in the chaos, she got shoved and fell to the ground.

basketball was hurtling straight toward her, and she instinctively covered

arms wrapping around her head and waist, pulling her to the side as

waft of the fresh scent of grass mixed with a crisp, clean

the stench of sweat, he smelled fresh. That

of deep, dark eyes. There was a slight

But, just then, their roll brought them crashing into the sprinkler head on the grass. Water sprayed out, drenching her face, and

heard the

skipped a

swung a baton

"Watch out!"

on one end of the baton, pinning it down so that the worker couldn't swing it again. At the

hard, clutching his nose, which

the corner of his eye, William

with one hand. At lightning speed, he jabbed it into the worker's abdomen. As the abdomen was full of sensitive organs, the blow left the worker gasping for air, dropping to his knees. The man clutched the

the baton like a sword, he still carried the same youthful arrogance and defiance from high school. It was as if nothing in the world could stop him. He turned his gaze

two men. The third worker was terrified and didn't dare

if he were about to strike him in

while he covered his head, only to realize that William was already running toward the gate with Emelie on his

the gate! Don't let them escape!" the worker