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."

should have returned to Capebatt

did he know

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

shoved him and started

patience reached

he did. Turning the tables, he pressed her against

was like throwing a lit match into a pile of gasoline-soaked wood,

moved from the first floor to the second, from the living room to the

Jackets, gloves, undergarments, and pajamas, skirts, and pants

onto the bed, both

to reach their peak, William suddenly regained his

irritated and uncomfortable.

bracing his arms on either side of her head, and

Emelie immediately understood what he

you've never

course. Not a single one,"

no one

again. And given how frail you are, Mr. Middleton,

The atmosphere grew silent.

thought it would be better if

once again

long-awaited moan came from both

from Glastony, remained sturdy and didn't make

drawn. Moonlight streamed in and cast their entwined

restraint, William was cautious. Every time, he made sure

into a deep sleep after

face. William brushed it back behind her