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."

him, feeling slightly exasperated. "Sometimes I really wonder if

"Yes, yes, I

he finished, t was completely dark

about a twenty-minute walk from the school. Business was good, and just

Graham family, this level of comfort

at the door. No need to

glanced down. "I could pretend to

She thought you lived nearby because you come in

yes, that I live

"I'm not

her to the door but didn't go inside

under the streetlight and waited until he heard Greta call her to wash up for dinner before pulling

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

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

lose something, Mr. Wesley?"

replied calmly, "No. Just check and see who was playing basketball in

"Understood," Alfred replied.

was the next day, during the break after the first

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

classmates in the

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

"You were the one who threw the basketball. I saw

William's expression remained indifferent.

your reason, you should know that

voice dripped with sarcasm as

waiting for a reply, not

was puzzled and asked, "Wesley,

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

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 was just a coincidence, but

sarcasm crept into Wesley's voice. "She's

lunchtime, Emelie and her deskmate made their way to the cafeteria, chatting about what to eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria was famous for its wide array of

they didn't notice the group of people walking

Wesley's girlfriend?" one of William's

responded without much interest, "Did he tell you

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?" the

expression darkened, and he spat, "High school romances never

hesitated before adding, "Well, it's not like you're

him and simply

marched ahead, seemingly oblivious to the