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."

eyes briefly before replying, "Did you find something out? Lyle should have returned to Capebatt

he know

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

and started

patience reached its

did. Turning the tables, he pressed her against the wall

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

the second, from

Jackets, gloves, undergarments,

onto the bed, both of them

were about to reach their peak, William suddenly regained his clarity, and

between, Emelie was irritated and

angered by her words. He leaned over her, bracing his arms on either side of her head,

Emelie

you've never been with a

single one," William

care. "If there's no one else, then we don't need it."

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

The atmosphere grew silent.

thought it would be better

and once again captured her lips

a long-awaited moan came from both

masterpiece crafted by renowned artisans from Glastony,

hadn't been fully drawn. Moonlight streamed in and cast their entwined shadows

Every time, he

Emelie finally fell into a deep sleep after their final

hair clung to her face. William brushed it back behind