Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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."

family hadn't even known she had left

but there was no answer. He figured that she

he called some men from his home and had people comb through the streets

local hospitals before he finally found Emelie. It had been the longest hour of his life and Wesley felt as if his heart had stopped. Even thinking about

it and squeezed his hand in return. "I'll be fine. Good things

anger. But no matter how upset he was, he couldn't bring himself to be mad at Emelie. Instead, he gently pinched her

else

she replied,

are you just humoring

get

me know if you're unwell next

years old already? I'm not talking to you anymore. You're so

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

if you're annoyed, too bad. I'll keep bothering you until we're

avoid his hand, finding the

at him and teased, "Wesley,

grabbed her finger and pointed it back at her, mimicking her tone. "Emne, a big dummy who

lay back

that guy was... I should've

ready to be discharged from the

for you tomorrow. You're staying home to rest. No reading or studying.

clear she had

all good now." Emelie was a little amazed

the 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, and be perfect at all of it," he

let go of anything. She wanted to do

No one can be perfect at

over, Emelie told Greta that she would stop her dance lessons

since her hobby started affecting her life, it was time for her

in college. She

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

coincidentally passed by the classroom of the freshman year again. At that moment,

saying anything, seeing that she looked