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."

"Sometimes I really wonder if you're just using

"Yes,

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

from the school. Business was good, and just last year, they bought a new home nearby.

compared to the Graham

door. No need

glanced down. "I could pretend to buy

you. She thought you lived nearby because you come in right after

tell her yes, that I live in the apartment

retorted, "I'm not that

to the door but didn't go

heard Greta call her to wash up

driver to come pick him up. The Graham family lived

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

Wesley?" the butler, Alfred

replied calmly, "No. Just check and see who was playing basketball in the hallway at 6

"Understood," Alfred replied.

was the next day, during the break after the first

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

piano room, he crossed paths with Wesley and his group of classmates

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

one who threw the

William's expression remained indifferent.

reason, you should know that

with sarcasm as he

without waiting for a reply, not sparing them a

of Wesley's classmates was puzzled and asked,

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 instinctive aversion,

be into Emelie. I heard rumors that he's been showing up at the dance club a lot

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

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

their conversation, they didn't notice the

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

responded without much interest, "Did he tell you

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

and he spat, "High school romances

"Well, it's not like you're in one. Not that

and simply

oblivious to the people in front of