Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 812 Are You Angry, William?

In that moment of distraction, one of the thugs who had been kicked got back on his feet with a loud cry. The group, clearly irritated, decided to charge together.

William quickly pushed Emelie, who was behind him, into a corner to avoid getting hurt by mistake. However, because of that move, he was a fraction of a second too slow, and one of the thugs found an opening. He swung his leg up, kicking William hard in the stomach.

William's body slammed against the wall and fell to the ground. When he looked up, his eyes were bloodshot. Still, he tried to get back up.

The more defiant he acted, the angrier the thugs became. They wanted to knock him down and force him to beg for mercy.

The group swarmed at him like a pack of hyenas attacking a lone, injured lion in a forest. They seized every opportunity to pounce, viciously tearing at him, aiming to take him down.

Emelie's face grew pale as she watched them. Her shock turned to gritted teeth, then breathless horror, and finally a choking frustration. When blood splattered into the air, her eyes widened with fury.

She shouted, "Stop! All of you, stop! No more fighting!"

However, no one listened.

She turned to their leader and yelled, "Mason! What the hell are you doing? Tell them to stop! Are you crazy?"

a deep voice, he replied, 'I only called you over to talk. He started the

to stop!" Emelie

only then that he shouted,

them. They were frustrated and wanted to

lot couldn't even take down one guy with so many people! Do you still have the nerve to keep

something else. No ordinary

to Emelie. 'Everything you asked for is inside.

to remind you to

Faldorian. 'Well

understood what he meant. He was praising

from the corner of his mouth

Then, as if he had recognized him too, he laughed it off

ran over to check on William. "William!

and slowly slid to the ground, unable to tell where the pain was coming from. He

could

to make sure Emelie was

his falling body. She looked down at the wounds