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

"Yes, yes,

t was completely dark outside. He slung her backpack over his shoulder, and together, they

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

course, when compared to the Graham family, this level of comfort was

at the door.

"I could

She thought

said, "Just tell her yes, that I

retorted, "I'm

walked her to the

the streetlight and waited until he heard Greta call

pick him up. The Graham family lived much farther

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

Wesley?" the

check and see who was playing basketball in the hallway at

"Understood," Alfred replied.

day, during

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

Wesley and his group of classmates in the hallway. Without even glancing

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

the one who threw the basketball.

William's expression remained indifferent.

"Whatever your reason, you

as he said, "And

for a reply, not sparing

was puzzled and asked, "Wesley, isn't

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

headed downstairs 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

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

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 delicious dish to

they didn't

that Wesley's girlfriend?" one of

without much interest, "Did he

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.

spat, "High school romances

like you're in one.

and

marched ahead, seemingly oblivious to the people in