Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 862 Sleeping with an Ex After Getting Drunk...

William was wearing a dark green pajama set.

It was a simple outfit with a button-up long-sleeved cotton top. He was lying on his side with his head propped up with one hand. The neckline of his shirt was sagging due to gravity, which revealed a glimpse of his collarbone.

And there, on his collarbone, was a very noticeable bite mark.

There was no doubt about who had bitten him. Emelie could even recall the exact position she had been in and how it felt when she had done it.

Emelie fell silent.

Her expression was hard to read. William's gaze shifted slightly, and he asked with a little uncertainty, "Did you forget what happened last night?"

"I'm not suffering from amnesia."

Emelie looked away and tried to sit up, but the moment she moved, she felt a sharp ache in her lower back and thighs.

It was worse than hiking while on her period.

She couldn't help but gasp softly.

William immediately sat up, gently supporting her back to help her sit more comfortably. He grabbed a pillow and placed it behind her. "Does that feel better?"

was

you haven't been with a woman in years. Anyone who doesn't would assume you've never been with one at all." This man had acted like

be scolded, and he couldn't help but

to say anything that might further

wore here to hand wash and haven't been returned yet. I asked Ashton to send over a new set,

Emelie with no way to vent her frustration, so she simply stayed quiet. She caught a glimpse of the messy bed sheets and her eyelashes fluttered for

weren't the original

on. After carrying her out of the bathroom, William had temporarily placed her on the couch while he had gone

were far from neatly arranged. Despite the replacement, the

was at a loss for words. She should

He just followed his instincts as he rubbed her lower back. The pressure from his hands wasn't too light or

he recalled the events from the night before. He misunderstood her reaction, and without thinking, he pulled her back into his

raised her head in confusion, while William lowered his in curiosity. They locked eyes, and

for a long

was an indescribably

through Emelie's mind, like "Slept with my Enemy After Getting Drunk", "Slept with an Ex After Getting Drunk", "Slept with a Widower After Getting Drunk", and so

It was ridiculous.

awkwardness and

hands, signaling his surrender, apology, and promise not to touch

the faint hint