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."

known she had left school

He figured that she was feeling unwell

So, he called some men from his home and had people comb through

finally found Emelie. It had been the longest hour of his

"I'll be fine. Good things happen to good people. There's no need

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

me. When else

okay," she replied, brushing

get it, or are you just humoring me?"

really get

know if you're unwell next time?" he

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

again. She always complained he was annoying. Did

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

head to avoid his hand, finding

him and teased,

back at her, mimicking her tone. "Emne,

lay back down,

guy

Emelie's fever broke, she was ready

home. "I'm calling in for you tomorrow. You're staying home

it clear she had

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

not enough time, cut out the less important things. Eme, you don't have to do everything, and be

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

she was still human. No one can

she thought it over, Emelie told Greta that she would stop her

had always been just a hobby for her. But since her hobby started affecting her life, it

college. She

She was feeling much better, with only

passed by the classroom of the freshman year again. At that

saying anything, seeing

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