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."

slightly exasperated. "Sometimes I

"Yes,

the problem to her. By the time he finished, t was completely dark outside.

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

to the Graham family, this level of comfort

drop me off at the door. No need

glanced down. "I could

my mom asked if I knew you. She thought you lived nearby because you come in right after

"Just tell her yes, that I live

retorted, "I'm

end, Wesley walked her to the

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

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

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

lose something, Mr. Wesley?" the

"No. Just check and see who was playing basketball

"Understood," Alfred replied.

day, during the break after

students often spent their breaks engaging in a variety of activities. Some played

out of the piano room, he crossed paths with Wesley and his group of classmates in the hallway. Without even glancing in their direction, William continued walking, his

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

were the one who threw the basketball. I saw

William's expression remained indifferent.

your reason, you

with sarcasm as he said, "And what does that have

a reply,

asked, "Wesley, isn't he close

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

that he's been showing up at the dance club a lot lately. At first, I thought

of sarcasm crept into

the cafeteria, chatting about what to eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria was famous for

conversation, they didn't notice the group of people

girlfriend?" one of

responded without much interest, "Did he

at the Civic

darkened, and he spat, "High

like you're in one. Not that anyone

and simply

marched ahead, seemingly oblivious to