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."

hadn't even known she had

phone, but there was no answer. He figured that

more he feared the worst. So, he called some men from

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 now sent a cold shiver through

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

a mix of frustration and anger. But no matter how upset he was,

alright? If you're not feeling well, tell me. When else would you need a boyfriend if not now?"

replied,

or are you

get it," she

you're unwell next

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

again. She always

too bad. I'll keep bothering you until

avoid his hand, finding the conversation silly

him and teased, "Wesley, a naggy

at her, mimicking her tone. "Emne, a

lay back down,

still don't know who that guy was... I

she was ready to be

for you tomorrow. You're staying home to

it clear she had no say

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

not enough time, cut out the less important things. Eme,

let go of anything. She wanted to do it all and excel at it. Her perfectionism led her

she was still human. No

it over, Emelie told Greta that she would stop her dance lessons and would quit the school's dance

her. But since her hobby started affecting her life, it was time

it up again in college. She could also

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

year again. At that moment, Emelie was chatting with her

anything, seeing that

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