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."

exasperated. "Sometimes I really

grinned. "Yes, yes, I

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

was good,

the Graham family, this level

at the door. No need to come in," Emelie

down. "I could pretend to buy

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

that I live

"I'm not

the end, Wesley walked her to the door but

until he heard Greta call her

him up. The Graham family

Caine, after

you lose something, Mr. Wesley?" the

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

"Understood," Alfred replied.

next day, during the break after the

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

his group of classmates

casually. "William, it was you yesterday, wasn't it?" William glanced at him

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

William's expression remained indifferent.

reason, you should know that Emelie is

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

without waiting for a reply, not sparing them a second

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

"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 was just an

showing up at

crept into Wesley's voice. "She's

eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria was famous for its wide array of

they were engrossed in their conversation, they didn't notice the

girlfriend?" one of William's friends

interest, "Did

knows Wesley goes to Harmony 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

he spat, "High school romances

it's not like you're

and

friend watched as William marched ahead, seemingly oblivious