Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 916

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 tried calling her phone, but there was no answer. He figured that she was feeling

worst. So, he called some men from his home and had people comb through the streets from school to

mentioned what had happened. Wesley had to call several local hospitals before he finally found Emelie. It had been the

fine. Good things happen to good

from the scare, feeling a mix of frustration and anger. But no matter how upset he was, he couldn't bring himself to

feeling well, tell me. When else would you

replied, brushing

it, or are you just humoring

really get

let me know if you're unwell next

naggy. Are you 80 years old already? I'm not talking to you

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

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

turned her head to avoid his hand, finding

at him and teased, "Wesley, a naggy

back at her, mimicking her tone. "Emne, a big dummy who can't take care of

lay back down,

know who that guy

she was ready to be discharged from the

calling in for you tomorrow. You're staying home

had no

need. I'm all good now." Emelie was a little amazed at

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

go of anything. She wanted to do it all and excel at it.

human. No one can

would stop her dance lessons and would

been just a hobby for her. But since her

always pick it up again in college. She could also do it

to school on Monday after a weekend break. She was feeling

of the freshman year again. At that moment, Emelie was chatting

anything, seeing that she

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