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."

"Sometimes I really wonder if you're just

"Yes, yes, I

he finished, t was completely dark outside. He slung her backpack over his shoulder, and together,

from the school. Business was good, and just last year, they

course, when compared to the Graham family, this level of comfort was

can drop me off at the door. No need to come in,"

down. "I could pretend

I knew you. She thought you lived nearby because you come in right

said, "Just tell her yes, that I live in

retorted, "I'm not

the door but didn't go inside to

the streetlight and waited until he heard Greta call her to wash up

his driver to come pick him up.

"Mr. Caine, after dropping

Mr. Wesley?" the butler,

who was

"Understood," Alfred replied.

during

High School boasted top-tier facilities, and students often spent their breaks engaging in a variety

group of classmates in the hallway. Without even glancing in their

as they were about to pass each other, Wesley spoke up casually. "William,

who threw

William's expression remained indifferent.

said slightly coldly, "Whatever your reason, you should know

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

a reply, not sparing them

puzzled and asked, "Wesley, isn't he close with

And that's why I can't stand him." Sometimes, people simply clashed. There was no real reason. It was just an instinctive aversion,

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 club a lot lately. At first, I thought it

note of sarcasm crept into Wesley's

lunchtime, Emelie and her deskmate made their way to the cafeteria, chatting about what to eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria

were engrossed in their conversation, they didn't notice

one of William's friends

without much interest,

Civic Studies Block. Someone even saw them at the

darkened, and he spat, "High school

not like you're

and

seemingly oblivious