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.

before reaching out and gently patting her face. "Emelie?" When he touched her forehead,

He lifted Emelie into his arms, the rain soaking both of them. He scanned the

William came in and sat on a chair with Emelie on his lap. William shook the rain off his face and said, "Can you get me a towel? I'll pay for it later." "Oh... Yes,

over.

she faint? Do you

and an ambulance wouldn't arrive on time. Hence, William pulled out his phone and called his driver, asking him to come

you have any fever patches?" he asked the

have those. But you can get them at the pharmacies."

the raincoat couldn't warm her up, it

and her body

for the items and assured the clerk to not worry. His driver was already on the way and would arrive in a few minutes.

Emelie in his arms with

with a fever? If he hadn't found her,

What if a

was Wesley? Did he even care about her

her pale face and colorless lips. Her body was dripping with rain, making

was rare for them to be

the towel to wipe the rain off her cheeks and neck with furrowed brows. His hand accidentally brushed against her soft skin, and he quickly pulled it back. Though he remained expressionless, the flush creeping up his

Emelie again. He felt a slight relief seeing that she was still unconscious. He certainly didn't want her to think he

on anyone. How did a dance from her at

your taste? Terrible. Of all people, you

Hmm?

shielded you from the sun at the

teacher together-the one that harassed students. Don't tell me you don't remember that. If

to me?

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

too bad either, don't I? How about

better than Wesley ever could. Emelie, can you

Despite all that he said, Emelie

she had passed out and couldn't hear

can't even

driver arrived. He hurried over and called for William, ready to take Emelie from William's arms. William

as the heir

came, running tests and drawing

viral infection, commonly known as the flu," a doctor specializing

overworked and anemic. Look at those dark circles. She's probably been burning the candle at both ends for a while. That's

couldn't help but wonder if Wesley even took care of Emelie for her to end up like

nurse dressed Emelie in a clean hospital scrub and started an IV