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."

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

"Yes, yes,

the time he finished, t was completely dark outside. He slung her backpack over

was good, and

Graham family, this level of

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

down. "I could pretend to buy

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

said, "Just tell her yes, that I

retorted, "I'm not

end, Wesley walked her to the door but didn't go inside

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

He called his driver to come pick him

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

you lose something, Mr. Wesley?" the butler, Alfred Caine,

and see who was playing basketball in the hallway at

"Understood," Alfred replied.

day, during the break after

often spent their breaks engaging in a variety of activities. Some played sports while others honed their

his group of classmates

pass each other, Wesley spoke up casually. "William, it was you yesterday, wasn't it?" William glanced

the one who threw the basketball. I saw it on the

William's expression remained indifferent.

said slightly coldly, "Whatever your reason, you

dripped with sarcasm as he said,

waiting for a reply, not sparing them

of Wesley's classmates was puzzled and asked, "Wesley, isn't

I can't stand him." Sometimes, people simply clashed. There was no real

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

crept into

cafeteria, chatting about what to eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria was famous for its wide array of options.

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

one of William's

much interest, "Did he

and sends her home. She's always looking for him at the Civic Studies Block. Someone even saw them at the amusement

expression darkened, and he spat, "High school romances

like you're in one. Not that

ignored him and simply

oblivious