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."

exasperated. "Sometimes

grinned. "Yes,

was completely dark outside.

parents owned a small convenience store about a twenty-minute walk from the school. Business was good, and just last year, they bought a new home nearby. Their life was

the Graham

door. No need

down. "I could pretend to buy

"Don't. Last night, my mom asked if I knew you. She thought you lived nearby because you come in right

that

"I'm not that

her to the door

he heard Greta call her to wash up for dinner

to come pick him

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

Mr. Wesley?"

who was playing basketball

"Understood," Alfred replied.

the next day, during the break after

their breaks engaging in a variety of activities. Some

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

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

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

William's expression remained indifferent.

you should

responded with a smirk. His voice dripped with sarcasm as he said, "And

a reply, not sparing them a second

puzzled and asked, "Wesley,

Sometimes, people simply clashed.

didn't realizethat he might be into Emelie. I heard rumors that he's been showing up at the dance

of sarcasm crept into Wesley's voice.

School's cafeteria was famous for its wide array of options. Every day, students found themselves

their conversation, they didn't notice the group

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

without much interest, "Did he tell

her home. She's always looking for him at the Civic Studies Block. Someone even saw them at

spat,

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

and simply strode

seemingly oblivious to the people in front of him,