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

"Yes, yes,

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

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

when compared to the Graham family, this

drop me off at the door.

"I could pretend to buy

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

"Just tell her yes, that I live in the

retorted, "I'm not

to the door but didn't go inside

heard Greta call her to

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

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

lose something, Mr. Wesley?" the butler,

"No. Just check and see who

"Understood," Alfred replied.

day, during the break after the

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

classmates in the hallway. Without even glancing in

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

"You were the one who threw the basketball.

William's expression remained indifferent.

you should know that Emelie

sarcasm as he said, "And what does that

waiting for a reply, not sparing them

and asked, "Wesley, isn't

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

he's been showing up at the dance club a lot lately. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but

of 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 options. Every day, students found themselves debating which

didn't notice the group

Wesley's girlfriend?" one of

without much interest, "Did he tell

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

darkened, and he spat, "High school romances never

like you're in

ignored him and simply

William marched ahead, seemingly oblivious to the people in front of