Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 915 High School Chronicles: She Was A Coward

Emelie had always been a model student. She was never late, never absent, and always had good grades. Her teachers trusted her, so her request for leave was immediately granted.

The teacher noticed her pale complexion and responsibly offered to contact her guardians.

"It's alright. I'll be fine on my own," Emelie declined.

Greta didn't know how to drive and, since Ronan had a short temper, Emelie was reluctant to involve him.

The teacher knew about her relationship with Wesley. However, a teacher's influence was limited at that level of school. The teacher approved Emelie's early leave, assuming that Wesley would send someone to pick Emelie up. Then, she allowed Emelie to exit the school gates.

"There might be a heavy rainstorm later. Don't stay outside too long, and head home quickly. If you're still feeling unwell tomorrow, let us know," the teacher said.

"Thank you, ma'am," Emelie said.

However, Emelie didn't contact Wesley since he had exams that day. After all, it was just a 20 minute walk home, and calling for a ride was unnecessary.

Emelie thought that she would be fine in the rain since she had an umbrella. But it turned out she underestimated the weather.

Halfway home, she was caught in a torrential downpour. The rain was sudden and violent, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The storm was so intense that Emelie struggled to breathe. She fumbled with her umbrella, flustered. As soon as she opened it, a fierce gust of wind turned it inside out, drenching her instantly.

Emelie tried to regain control of the umbrella, panicked. Suddenly, her vision blurred, and her legs buckled. She staggered and swayed dangerously on her feet.

At that moment, a harsh horn blast pierced through the storm. Emelie looked up, seeing a truck barreling toward her.

Emelie stumbled backward, stepped onto something slippery, and lost her balance. Just before she hit the ground, a strong hand grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing out in this storm?" a voice shouted.

The person pulled her to safety, and she collided with his chest, catching a cool, icy scent.

She instinctively grabbed onto his clothes. Amidst the chaos, she felt that she had torn something.

However, before she could think, a sudden wave of dizziness overwhelmed her, and she fell

unconscious.

William noticed her pale face and closed-eyes as she slumped against him.

"Emelie! Emelie!" He called out urgently, realizing something was wrong.

No response.

for a moment before reaching out and gently patting her face. "Emelie?" When he touched her forehead, the heat startled him. She was

his arms, the rain soaking both of them. He scanned the area, spotted a nearby convenience store, and rushed

sat on a chair with Emelie on his lap. William shook the rain off his face and said, "Can you

over.

faint? Do you need

arrive on time. Hence, William pulled out

have any fever patches?"

"I'm sorry, we don't have those. But you can get them at

clerk handed William a raincoat, and William draped it over Emelie. While the raincoat couldn't warm her up, it would at least shield her

was completely drenched, and her body was burning with

the items and assured the clerk to not worry. His driver was already on the way and would

Emelie in his arms with a mix of irritation and

thinking wandering in a storm with a fever? If he hadn't found her, she might

would've noticed her? What if a careless driver or someone with bad intentions had come across

Wesley? Did he even care about her

to glare at Emelie, his stern expression softened. Emelie looked frail with her pale face and colorless lips.

for them to be

off her cheeks and neck with furrowed brows. His hand accidentally brushed against her soft skin, and he quickly pulled it back.

a slight relief seeing that she was still unconscious. He certainly didn't want her

hard to believe himself. In his 18 years, he never had a crush on anyone. How

Emelie. "You're not even that pretty. And your taste? Terrible. Of all people, you had to fall for Wesley. Everyone's always comparing me

Hmm?

I even shielded you from the sun at the library. You've forgotten

that harassed students. Don't tell me you

to me?

walked past you so many times, and you never even said hi. Is Wesley stopping you from talking to me? Are you

don't look too bad either, don't I? How about switching

Wesley ever could. Emelie, can you hear

Emelie didn't hear him. Despite

had passed out and couldn't hear him, but he

can't even

William, ready to take Emelie from William's arms. William dodged him and carried Emelie to

the heir to the Middleton family

doctors. They all came, running tests and drawing

as the flu," a doctor specializing in

anemic. Look at those dark circles. She's probably been burning the candle at both ends for

together. He couldn't help but wonder if Wesley even took care of Emelie for her

scrub and started an