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."

find something out? Lyle should have

did he

right now, none of this mattered to Emelie. "If you're incapable, I'll

and started to

reached its

arm and pulled her back, closing the door as he did. Turning the tables,

match into a pile of gasoline-soaked wood,

from the first floor to the second, from the living

Jackets, gloves, undergarments, and pajamas, skirts,

onto the bed, both

as things were about to reach their peak, William suddenly regained his

Emelie was irritated and uncomfortable. "Are

by her words. He leaned over her, bracing his arms on

Emelie immediately

all these years, you've never been with a

Not a single one," William

care. "If there's no one else,

And given how frail you are, Mr. Middleton, I doubt your little swimmers have the strength to get me

The atmosphere grew silent.

be

hand and once again

quiet bedroom, a long-awaited moan

renowned artisans from Glastony, remained sturdy

the curtains hadn't been fully drawn. Moonlight streamed in and cast their entwined shadows on the wall swaying

William was cautious. Every time, he made

into a deep

clung to her face. William brushed it back behind her ears,