Winning Her Heart Back



Chapter 747 How Did You Bust Your Lips?

In the end, Emelie didn't get back on the highway. She turned the car around and sped back the way she came.

Bryan's car had been parked by the roadside, but Emelie hadn't noticed anything as she was too furious.

Bryan glanced in his rearview mirror, watching her car disappear, then turned his gaze to William.

William was still standing by the road. While he couldn't hear what they'd said, it was obvious from their actions that it had been a heated exchange.

Bryan pondered for a moment before deciding against approaching William. He drove off instead.

Just then, Patrice sent Bryan a text message asking how William was doing. Bryan replied with a photo he'd taken.

When Patrice saw the photo of William and Emelie tangled up on the grass, she inhaled sharply.

"Wow, that was intense," she thought to herself.

She bit her nails and muttered to herself, "I knew it... they just needed a little push. Since they're going around in circles, I guess it's up to me to get things moving."

Three years ago, she had to step in to heat things up.

She closed Bryan's chat and contacted a person whose contact was saved as "Top Chem Scholar". She transferred two thousand dollars to them and sent a message. "Send me that medication."

The recipient acknowledged and confirmed the payment. However, Patrice still needed to figure out the details of her plan.

Emelie drove straight back to the old house. She didn't look happy, especially with her clothes still dirty from the earlier encounter. Just looking at them reminded her of what William had done.

With a cold expression, she got out of the car and walked inside. She walked past the living room and headed straight upstairs.

Wesley was working in the open study on the ground floor. When he heard her come in, he called, "Eme."

However, Emelie just sped up, rushing up the stairs.

Wesley frowned slightly, sensing something was off. He set his book down and followed her.

Emelie entered her room and quickly shut the door, leaving Wesley outside.

He knocked twice, "Eme?"

She replied with a muffled voice, "Give me a minute."

She didn't want Wesley to see her like this, so she hurriedly stripped off her dirty clothes. She tossed them into the laundry basket and changed into something clean.

She turned on the faucet, cupping her hands under the cold water and splashing her face. Even though the weather was warming up, the cold water sent a sharp jolt through her nerves, calming her down quickly.

She exhaled slowly slowly, grabbing a face cloth and vigorously wiped away the lingering sensation of William's kiss. Once she was satisfied that she looked normal in the mirror, she finally opened the door.

Wesley lowered his gaze and looked at her. "What happened?"

Emelie pressed her lips together and lied. "I got my period and accidentally stained my pants."

His frown eased, and he gently touched her cool cheek. "You shouldn't be using cold water then."

"I'm fine," she said, quickly changing the subject. "You called me earlier. Did you need something?"

Wesley motioned for her to follow him, and they headed to the study.

He handed her a folder from the desk. "This is what you asked for. Jodie gathered everything and left it with me to give to you."NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Emelie had assigned her driver and Jodie some tasks when she departed from Sunnington Hill, which was why they hadn't accompanied her.

Jodie had been efficient, already delivering to Emelie what she needed.

She sat down on a small sofa and filed through the documents as she asked, "Where is she now?"

"I sent her and Marcel to go undercover as regular guests. They'll stay there overnight to check things out," Wesley replied.

Hearing that, Emelie couldn't help but smile. She tapped the document lightly when she saw the term "hot spring hotel" in it.

She asked, "How did you know I was planning to do something there?"

Wesley replied calmly, "If it were me, I'd pick the same place. You're my student, after all. It's only natural you'd think like your teacher."

Emelie didn't disagree as she continued reviewing the documents.

Wesley watched her for a moment, then suddenly reached out and lifted her chin.

Emelie looked up, puzzled. "What?"

He stared at her face, his gaze calm and steady. "How did you bust your lips?"

Emelie froze. She quickly raised her hand to touch her lip, feeling the spot where William

had bitten her.

Wesley's gaze intensified.

Emelie cursed silently at herself and averted her eyes. "There was some dead skin, so I bit it

off."

Wesley brushed his fingers gently against the spot. Although she couldn't tell if he believed her, he let it slide. "Don't do that. It could get infected."

"Yeah, I won't do it again." She also wouldn't give William a third chance.

Wesley didn't press further, and Emelie didn't say anything more, diving back into the

documents.

She was so engrossed that she didn't notice when Wesley left the room. It wasn't until a cup of dark liquid appeared in front of her that she realized he had returned.

She looked up instinctively, and Wesley gestured for her to take it. She brought it closer to her nose, sniffing it as she asked, "What's this?"

From the scent, she could tell what it was. "Hot chocolate?"

Wesley's voice was soft and warm. "Drink it while it's hot."

She realized that he'd taken her word about having her period seriously, and that's why he'd

made this.

She held the cup and let the heat of the drink burn her fingertips, feeling moved and guilty. She said in a quiet voice, "Thank you."