Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 913 Jealousy Among The Trio

"There's nothing I can do," Wesley said.

He knew better than to argue with her. There was no winning against her. It was because every time she got upset, he would always give in.

He unscrewed the lid of a thermos and handed it to her. "Drink this. I made it for you. Finish it."

Emelie had her quirks, one of which was her reluctance to drink water. Because f this, Wesley had taken it upon himself to bring her a beverage daily, like one of those boys who would bring breakfast for their girlfriend.

Emelie reluctantly took the thermos. "What is it?"

"Lemon and passion fruit tea. Sweet and tangy, just the way you like it," he said.

She took a sip. "Why is it warm?"

Wesley, ever serious, replied, "Cold drinks aren't good for your health."

Emelie mumbled, "You're worse than my dad."

He was telling her when to sleep, when to drink water, and whether she could eat cold or hot food.

Wesley raised an eyebrow. "Yesterday, I asked you to call me brother, but you refused. But now, you want to call me daddy?"

Emelie froze for a moment. She knew that in another context, "father" and "daddy" didn't mean the same thing." Father" was strictly paternal, while *daddy* had a more playful, intimate connotation. It was even sometimes used between couples.

But little Eme wasn't that bold. She was embarrassed and annoyed at being teased like that, so she chased after Wesley, trying to hit him.

He laughed and grabbed her hands, pulling her onto his lap. At that moment, they were the only two in the classroom.

Just as they were fooling around, the door suddenly swung open with a loud crash.

Emelie was startled and turned her head to look. A reddish-brown basketball rolled across the floor, stopping only when it bumped against a desk.

"What was that?" she asked.

Wesley squinted slightly, his expression unreadable. "Someone's playing basketball."

"In the hallway?" Emelie was confused.

Wesley didn't explain further. "It's getting late. I'll take you home."

It was only then that Emelie remembered she had something important to do. "But first, help me with this problem."

she handed him, feeling slightly exasperated. "Sometimes I really wonder if you're just using

"Yes, yes,

frustration, Wesley patiently explained the problem to her. By the time he finished, t was completely dark outside. He slung

Business was good, and just last year, they bought a new home nearby. Their life was better than

the Graham

the door. No need to

could

Last night, my mom asked if I knew you. She thought you

tell her yes, that I live in

retorted, "I'm not that

the door but didn't go inside to buy

waited until he heard Greta call her to

called his driver to come pick him up. The Graham family lived

into the car, Wesley instructed, "Mr. Caine, after dropping me off at home, check the school's

something, Mr. Wesley?" the

Just check and see who was playing basketball in the

"Understood," Alfred replied.

next day, during the break after the

in a variety of activities. Some played sports

group of classmates in the hallway. Without even glancing in their direction, William continued walking, his

pass each other, Wesley spoke up casually. "William, it

pressed on, "You were the one who threw the basketball. I saw

William's expression remained indifferent.

you should

finally responded with a smirk. His voice dripped with sarcasm as he said, "And what does that have to do

without waiting for a reply, not sparing them

asked, "Wesley, isn't he close with your

Sometimes, people

classmate shrugged, and they headed downstairs together. "I didn't realizethat he might be into Emelie. I heard rumors that he's been showing up at the dance

rare note of sarcasm crept into Wesley's voice. "She's out of

eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria was famous for

engrossed in their conversation, they didn't notice the group of people walking behind

Wesley's girlfriend?" one of William's friends

much interest, "Did he tell you

Building after school and sends her home. She's always looking for him at the Civic Studies Block. Someone even saw them at the amusement park last weekend. If they're not together, what are they? Siblings?"

and he spat, "High school romances

not like you're in one. Not

him and simply strode

as William marched ahead, seemingly oblivious