Chapter 916 High School Chronicles: You Owe Me

The driver held an umbrella over William, feeling concerned.

William's face was pale and expressionless. He silently climbed into the car and headed back to the hospital to check on Emelie.

When he arrived, Emelie had finished her IV drip, but she was still unconscious.

William stood at her bedside with his clothes soaked through. Water dripped from him, pooling into a shallow puddle on the floor.

After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice rough and hoarse. "Emelie, you owe me now."

What she had lost, she would have to repay.

When Emelie woke up, she first noticed the still-damp puddle on the floor and Wesley sitting by her bed. She turned her head, realizing she was in a hospital.

How had she gotten here? What had happened?

She opened her mouth and tried to call out Wesley's name. However, a sharp, raspy pain shot through her throat.

"Your throat hurts, doesn't it? You got tonsillitis-don't speak," Wesley said.

He reached for the glass of warm water on the table. He slid his arm under Emelie's neck, carefully lifted her, and helped her sip the water.

"You caught a fever and fainted on the street. Thankfully, someone brought you to the hospital," he explained softly.

Fainted? Emelie's eyes widened in surprise. She could only remember being caught in the violent storm. Did she really pass out?

Though the warm water soothed her raw throat, it still hurt.

"Who... brought me... here? How did you... know I... passed out?" Emelie spoke in broken fragments.

Wesley set the cup back on the table and adjusted the bed to make her more comfortable." The nurse said it was a boy in a uniform like yours. He didn't leave a name.

"I went to find you after my exam, but your classmate told me you left early to go home. The storm was awful, and I was so worried. I went to your house, but you weren't there."

even known she

no answer. He figured that she was feeling unwell in the

he thought about it, the more he feared the worst. So, he called some men from his home

been the longest hour

and squeezed his hand in return. "I'll be fine. Good things happen to good

matter how upset he was,

feeling well, tell me. When else would you need a boyfriend if not now?" He spoke

okay," she replied,

or are

really get it,"

let me know if you're

Are you 80 years old

She always complained he was annoying. Did she really find him that

too bad. I'll keep bothering you until we're really

turned her head to avoid his hand, finding the conversation silly but also

at him and teased, "Wesley, a

her, mimicking her tone. "Emne, a

back down,

who that guy was...

she was ready to be discharged from

calling in for you tomorrow. You're staying home to

had

no need. I'm all good now." Emelie

doctor said? You've been overworking yourself. If there's not enough time, cut out the less important things. Eme, you don't have to do everything,

anything. She wanted to do it all and

human. No one can be perfect

would stop her dance

But since her hobby started affecting

in college. She could also do

on Monday after a weekend break. She was feeling much better, with only a

of the freshman year again. At that moment, Emelie

anything, seeing that she looked

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