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."

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

grinned. "Yes,

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

a small convenience store about a twenty-minute walk from the school. Business was good, and just last year, they

to the Graham family, this level of

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

could pretend to

I knew you. She

tell her yes, that I live

"I'm not

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

he heard Greta call her to wash up for dinner before pulling out

He called his driver to come pick him up. The

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

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

and see who was playing basketball in the hallway at 6

"Understood," Alfred replied.

during the

and students often spent their breaks engaging in a

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

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

one who threw

William's expression remained indifferent.

you should know that Emelie is

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

waiting for a reply, not sparing

and asked, "Wesley, isn't he

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 instinctive aversion, as if their very presence

be into Emelie. I heard rumors that he's been showing

rare note of sarcasm crept into

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

their conversation, they didn't notice the group of

that Wesley's girlfriend?" one of William's

much interest, "Did he tell

but everyone 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 weekend. If they're not together, what are they? Siblings?" the

expression darkened, and he spat, "High school

"Well, it's not like you're

ignored him and

watched as William marched ahead, seemingly oblivious to the people in