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."

him, feeling slightly exasperated. "Sometimes I really wonder if

grinned. "Yes, yes, I

was completely dark outside. He slung

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

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

me off at the door.

could pretend

asked if I knew you. She thought you lived nearby

said, "Just tell her yes, that

retorted, "I'm

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

streetlight and waited until he heard Greta call her to wash

pick him

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

something, Mr. Wesley?" the butler, Alfred

who was playing basketball in the hallway

"Understood," Alfred replied.

day, during the

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

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

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

who threw the basketball. I

William's expression remained indifferent.

your reason, you

sarcasm as he said, "And what does that

without waiting for a reply, not

Wesley's classmates was puzzled and asked, "Wesley,

colder. "Exactly. That's 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, as

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. "She's out of his

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

their conversation, they didn't notice the

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

responded without much interest, "Did he tell you

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

expression darkened, and he spat, "High

not like

and simply strode

ahead, seemingly oblivious to the people

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