Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Do You Understand?

Camila's face became paler and puder. Emelle was afraid that she might faint, so she set down her bow

Patricia ao let go of her neck and leisurely sat down on the bench.

Camila's legs felt week, nearly causing her to stumble to the ground. She glared at Emelie and Patricia in frustration. "L.. I'll tell Dryan when he comes back!

Enelle and Patricia responded indifferently, "Suit yourself."

Camila wanted to do something, but facing the two beautiful faces, she felt powerless. In the end, she stomped her foot in annoyance and walked away. Just as the two men who had left a mument apo returned.

Willam naturally sensed the subtle atmosphere and glanced at Emelle. "is everything alright!

"at's nothing serious. My hand hurts a little. Mr. Middleton, why don't you and Mr. Swanson have the third round? I'll sit this one out"

Emelte rubbed her an Pulling the bow had strained her palms and arm ligaments.

william didn't insist. He nodded in agreement.

As he turned to leave, he signaled to Silas and said, “Bring a warm towel for her❞ Silas quickly brought Emelie a warm towel, which she placed on her palms.

Patricia smiled and remarked, Wilm takes good care of you. No wonder you dared to contront Camila directly just now. Her family does have some background, otherwise, the Swanson family wouldn't have arranged for her to marry Bryan."

I was simply about seeking justice for herself.

Emelie remained expressionless. Her decision to take action had nothing to do with Williams backing her up. It was

Why should she endure baseless Insults?

But she didn't need to explain these words to Patricia. They weren't friends, and Emdie still felt indifferent towards Patricia.

Suddenly, Patricia said, "I've always wanted to apologize to you."

"Apologize?" Emelle looked at her. "For what?"

Patricia pursed her lips. "I heard about what happened in Wistour Cty later on to some extent, it stemmed from me leaving you in the wilderness. I didn't expect such serious repercussions. I'mony." Emelle held the towel. Her nails were not manicured, now a tender pink after being moistened by water. She simply said, "Laccept your apology."

Patricia asked, "Accepted, but not forgiven, right?"

Yes. Emelle wasn't that generous. One apology didn't warrant an "it's okay" in return.

Her relationship with Willam was now in a mess because of what happened in Wintour City

"Ms. Hoven, you seem to hold grudges." Patricia smirked. "But this is what I owe you. If you ever need my help in the future, just ask. Whatever I can do, I'll definitely help you." Emelie thought for a moment before nodding, "I remember that "

Although she couldn't think of anything she'd need Patricia's help with now, having another option was always good.

Patricia looked towards the archery field, her gaze distant, but gradually tinged with sadness.

Emelie flowed her game. She sar Bryan standing behind Camila, teaching her how to pull the bow,

The man's chest pressed against the woman's back their posture intimate. Watching them, Emelie was reminded of herself

She had dared to act against Camila not because of William, but because William had taught her that when faced with injustice, she could fight back directly

Her two favorite sports now were archery and golf

Emelle was particularly skilled at golf she had once achieved a hole-in-one. Initially, she didn't even understand the baske rules and was maliciously mocked by aclient from

Lablos.

"Ms. Hoven's 'balls' look great, but I didn't expect that she couldn't play golf."

At that time, she was new to her secretarial position and hadn't yet developed her current poise. She turned pale with anger.

She understood the crude implication. She stood frozen and was unable to respond.

William walked up behind her, his expression calm. He took her hands in his, guiding her.

"Spread your feet shoulder-width apart, bend slightly at the waist. Grip the clubbed with your left hand and the shaft with your right. The clubhead should hit the ball smoothly, using your wrist's strength "Before swinging look at your target several times, then adjust your body and swing angle accordingly-do you understand?"

Her mind was in a whirl. "Dott

William continued, "What's your target?"

She answered haphazardly. She was still fustered from the earlier insult and partly because his chest was pressed against her back in such a public setting, she felt embarrassed. She randomly chose a hole that wasn't too far, thinking it would be easier. "Uh, the third hole?"

Will chuckled. "Wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Your target is this-Hesoddenly changed her stance and swing the club forcefully. The ball flew and struck the Labios client's face directly.

The client screamed. He clutched his bleeding nose and collapsed, "Ah!"

Emelle was stunned. William didn't even glance at the client. He calmly signaled the caddie to set up another bull.

"When you need to light back, do it. My people don't stand there and get humiliated. Do you understand this now?"