Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 861 Angel, One Last Time

For a moment, William wondered if he was dreaming.

But the body in his arms was real, with the fragrance of alcohol and the coolness of the late night.

Emelie's eyes, slightly unfocused from the alcohol, no longer carried the usual coldness that kept people at a distance.

Her long hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, with a few strands falling loose and sticking to her cheeks, giving her an unexpectedly alluring look

William's Adam's apple bobbed twice. He had always desired her, and that night was no exception.

However, her behavior was too unusual that night. It wasn't like her to come to him for such a thing, let alone drink this much, which was rare.

William could only guess that she was acting impulsively due to some emotional turmoil.

He knew well that Emelie could handle her liquor.

Even when she drank heavily, she wouldn't forget what she had done by the time she woke up, so he wasn't afraid of her accusing him of taking advantage of her the next day.

But right now, he was concerned about her well-being more than feeling desire.

After taking a deep breath, William ran his fingers through her hair, holding her head gently. "Did something happen?"

His voice was surprisingly soft.

But Emelie wasn't in the mood to talk. "Are you going to do it or not?"

William restrained himself and said, "You seemed fine during the day at the office. I even saw you go to the market after work. Did something happen later at night?"

Emelie asked again, "Are you going to do it or not? William, your illness is in your lungs, not anywhere else, right? Don't tell me that you're incapable."

have returned to Capebatt City

did he know

of this mattered to Emelie. "If you're incapable,

shoved him and started

patience reached

did. Turning the tables, he pressed her against

into a pile of gasoline-soaked wood, and the flames were

first floor to the second, from the living room

gloves, undergarments, and pajamas, skirts, and pants

time they fell onto the bed, both of them

their peak, William

in between, Emelie was irritated and uncomfortable. "Are you really

leaned over her, bracing his arms on either side

Emelie immediately

you've never

Not a single one," William

however, didn't care. "If there's no one else, then we don't

be very difficult for me to have children again. And given how frail you are, Mr. Middleton, I doubt your little swimmers have the strength to get

The atmosphere grew silent.

thought it would be better if she

with his hand and once again

quiet bedroom, a long-awaited

masterpiece crafted by renowned artisans from Glastony, remained sturdy and didn't

drawn. Moonlight streamed in and cast their entwined shadows on the wall swaying

Every time, he made sure

into a deep sleep after their

to her face. William brushed it back behind her ears, then carried her to the