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."

handed him, feeling slightly exasperated. "Sometimes I really wonder if you're just using me as your

grinned. "Yes,

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

Business was good, and just last year, they bought a new

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

at the door. No

down. "I could pretend to

you. She thought you

said, "Just tell her yes, that I live in the apartment

retorted, "I'm not

her to the door but didn't go inside to buy

he heard Greta call her to wash

called his driver to come pick him up.

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

lose something, Mr. Wesley?" the butler,

who was playing basketball in the

"Understood," Alfred replied.

next day, during the break after the first

engaging in a variety of activities. Some played sports while others

the piano room, he crossed paths with Wesley and his group of classmates in the hallway.

they were about to pass each other, Wesley spoke up casually. "William,

pressed on, "You were the one who threw the basketball. I saw it on the surveillance

William's expression remained indifferent.

reason, you should know that Emelie is

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

walking without waiting for a

of Wesley's classmates was puzzled and asked, "Wesley, isn't he

And that's why I can't stand him." Sometimes, people simply clashed. There was no real reason. It

be into Emelie. I heard rumors that he's been showing up at the dance club a lot lately. At first, I thought it was just

of sarcasm crept into Wesley's voice.

cafeteria, chatting about what to eat. Capebatt High School's cafeteria was famous for its wide array of options. Every day, students

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

one of

responded without much interest, "Did

after school and sends her home. She's always looking for him at the Civic Studies

darkened, and he spat, "High

not like

and simply strode

watched as William marched ahead, seemingly oblivious to the people in front of him, nearly