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.

"Emelie?" When he touched her forehead, the heat startled him. She was

the rain soaking both of them. He scanned the area, spotted a nearby

and said, "Can you get me a towel? I'll

over.

Do you need an

time. Hence, William pulled out his phone and called his driver, asking him to come pick

have any fever

you can get

a raincoat, and William draped it over Emelie. While the raincoat couldn't

drenched, and her body

His driver was already on the way and would arrive in a few minutes. The clerk then left a cup

down at Emelie in his arms with a

storm with a fever? If

around, who would've noticed her? What if a careless

even

Emelie looked frail with her pale face and colorless lips. Her body was dripping

was rare for them to

used 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 ears

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

never had a crush on anyone. How did a dance

even that pretty. And your taste? Terrible. Of all people,

Hmm?

that basketball for you, remember? I even shielded you

"We even caught that teacher together-the one that harassed students. Don't tell me you don't remember that. If you do, why do you

to me?

you so many times, and you never even said hi. Is Wesley stopping

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

better than Wesley ever could. Emelie, can you hear

Despite all that

passed out and couldn't hear him, but

You can't even

take

as the heir to

came,

known as the flu," a

overworked and anemic. Look at those dark circles. She's probably been burning the candle at both ends for a while. That's why she fainted," another doctor specializing in

care of Emelie for her to end up like that. What could she possibly see in

Emelie in a clean hospital scrub and

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