Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Suspecting Her Intentional Avoidance

William's brows burrowed rightly as he reached up to turn on the bedside lamp. Emelie's nose was slightly red from the consecutive sneers, and tears glistened at the corners of her eyes. Under his gaze, she sneezed again. William's earlier good mood vanished instantly as he rose from the bed and asked in a deep voice, "Are you feeling cold?"

Emelie snifted. "It might be because you're giving off a chill"

William had just erburned from outside, and the plecting cold of the winter dawn still Engered on him.

replace it.

Unconsciously, he moved a little further away from her. He observed her curled up from under the covers and furrowed his brows again. "Sleeping in jeans, don't you fin uncomfortable?"

Emelie pondered that even if she was uncomfortable, she had to endure it. Did she have to wear a bathrobe? Wouldn't that be even more convenient for him?

"I didn't bring a change of clothes, so I'll just make do."

william unbuttered his shirt and glanced at her indifferently. "Your clothes are also in the case, go get them yourself."

Emelie was taken aback. "Mr. Middleton, you helped me pack my clothes?"

Will smirked Tightly. "Or is it that you prefer to wear my clothes?"

melle was somewhat surprised that he would still help her with her clothes, in the past, when he went on business trips or outings, she would help him pack.. Now, when he went on business trips or outings, should it be the housleper who packed? Anyway, she didn't believe he did it himself.

of he had indeed instructed the housekeeper to bring her clothes, that would have been very kind of him.

Emelie calmly said, "My main concem is that if I wear the same clothes for several days, it would reflect poorly on you, Mr. Middleton." "You're so thoughtful William glanced at her. He seemed somewhat intrigued, while Emelle grabbed a tissue and blew her nose.

William Immediately humed and headed back to the master bedroom.

Filo listened carefully to the sounds from the adjacent room. She heard the bathroom door click shut. She swiftly got out of bed and entered the master bedroom. Wulam's suitcase lay open on the floor, half filled with her clothes, she took her clothes and returned to the secondary bedroom. She then remembered something and tumed back to lock the door.

Emelie didn't change her clothes immediately. Instead, she waited quieth. She heard William finishing his shower, then pacing around the room in slippers. After the hairdryer stopped, she instinctively held her breath.

After another ten minutes, everything became quiet on his side. It indicated that Willam had likely gone to sleep. Emelie finally breathed a sigh of relief and dared to change her clothes.

As she took off her shirt, she suddenly caught a whiff of a faint yet pleasant perfume scent, somewhat reminiscent of gardenias. She found it odd and brought the clothes to her

sea salt.

It was on her clothes, but it wasn't hers. Where could it have come from? She didn't notice it before. Was it transferred from William?

Then, where did William get it from?

Emelle could only conclude that the scent belonged to a woman. It seemed to be from someone que sophisticated and elegant,

The next morning, Emelie was awakened by the heat. At first, she thought it was because the underfloor heating in the villa was too hat She groggily turned over until she felts

she was being held in someone's arms.

She immediately opened her eyes and realized that she was being embraced by Williams, who was still asleep. He wore a robe with a slightly open collar, emitting a masculine scent and warmth that enveloped her.

Alter a few seconds of confusion, she suddenly sat up

She thought. "How did he get in? Didn't lock the door?"

William was disturbed by her movements. He looked grumpy and furrowed his brow, "What's wrong?

Emelie had already figured it out. This suite belonged to him, so he bad keys to every room and could easily enter. She didn't confront him.

Emelle pursed her lips and said, "I'm up"

The questioning was able. He now felt enticed to sleep with her whenever he pleased. Willed his eyelids. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back as she moved to get up.

"Sleep a little longer. Nobody else is up yet, and there's nothing interesting to do right now."

Emelle's cehead bumped against his chest, and she caught a whiff of his snowy scent up close. Today, there was an additional hint of warmth to it, but she quickly regained her composure.

It was like balton a trap. It she indulged, she would end up ensnared. She whispered, "It's okay. I'll explore on my own. I was quite intrigued by the villa last night"

Willem persisted, "Sleep for another hour, and then I take you around"

"ribe hungry as soon as I wake up. I want to go for breakfast."

After her repeated refusals and incessant chatter, William grew impatient. He released her hand and turned away. Then, he muttered, "Get out."

Emelie promptly got out of bed. She grabbed her clothes, and headed to the master bedrooms to change and freshen up. Then, she left the state.

Once she had left, will opened his eyes She had drupted his sleep. He sat up, his long legs bent, and elbows rested on his knees as he pushed back the strands of hair from his forebead

Chapter 265 Suspecting Her Intentional Avoidance

Suddenly, he had the suspicion that Emelie had been avoiding him all along.