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."

even known

phone, but there was no answer. He figured

called some men from his home

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

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

a mix of frustration and anger. But no matter how upset he was, he couldn't bring himself to be mad at Emelie. Instead, he gently

else would

okay," she replied, brushing it

it, or are you just humoring

really get it," she

you're

80 years old already?

but chuckle and pinched her cheek again. She always complained he

I'll keep bothering you until we're

to avoid his hand, finding the

teased, "Wesley, a naggy old

finger and pointed it back at her, mimicking her tone.

lay back down,

who that guy was... I should've thanked him,"

broke, she was ready to be

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

she had no say in the

Emelie was a

forget what 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

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

human. No one can

Emelie told Greta that she would stop her dance lessons and would quit the

just a hobby for her. But since her hobby started affecting her life, it was time for her to

college. She could also do it after she graduated, when she had more

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

coincidentally passed by the classroom of the freshman year again. At that moment, Emelie was chatting with

anything, seeing

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