Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 362

Chapter 362 Blocked

William was taken aback when Emelie ran toward him. He hesitated for a moment before extending his arms to welcome her.

However, Emelle didn't fall into his arms. She stopped just in front of him..

william steadied her as she stumbled. He looked down at the top of her head with a hint of a smile. "Did you run all the way here just to see me?" Emelie was speechless. She bit her lower lip, and her nose turned slightly red.

William had intended to tease her, but noticing her pale face, his smile faded. "What's wrong

Emelie swallowed hard and shook her head. She said, "I want to go home. I want to be with my parents. Is there any way you can help me get back?" William replied, "You're currently restricted from leaving Weston

Emelie looked up. Her eyes filled with despair. "You can't do anything either?"

William didn't respond. They were at Swanson Corporation, and this wasn't the place to talk. He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders..

He remembered that she was wearing a coat this moming, but now she didn't even have that with her. It showed just how unsettled she was. Emelie instinctively tried to refuse, but William took her hand and led her out of Swanson Corporation.

He walked ahead, taking long strides. Emelle looked up at his tall, broad-shouldered figure.

In her daze, she felt that as long as he was there, he could shield her from all the schemes and hidden dangers. He could protect her in chaos.

Emelle knew that William talding her away like this would cause a stir at Swanson Corporation, but she didn't care anymore. Let them talk if they want to. She didn't care anymore.

There were already plenty of rumors about her anyway.

Once inside the car, the door closed. It made the space feel confined but oddly calming. The noise from her colleagues and the chaos from the internet were all lett behind.

The only thing that remained was the soothing scent of the car's wooden interior. Emelle curled up by the car door.

William asked, "What happened?"

Emelie didn't want to talk about it. It wasn't that she couldn't explain, she just didn't want to. She had been trapped in that issue for days, and she was exhausted from discussing it. William studied her for a moment, then turned and instructed Ashton, "Drive."

The car moved silently along the main road. Emelie gazed out the window, lost in thought. It wasn't until the streetlights began to illuminate, forming little points of light on the glass, that she realized they had been driving for a long time.

It was now evening, and they still hadn't reached their destination.

She turned to lookcat William, who was working on his tablet. She asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"

william looked up, noticing she had finally calmed down. He closed his email and replied with a question. "Do you know what today is?"

"I don't know."

now." Emelie sensed he was taking her to celebrate something, which she wasn't interested in "Just take me back to the hotel."

William said, "Today is the thirty-first.

"Thirty-first? It's not a holiday," Emelie thought. She was even puzzled. "So what?"

William looked at her. He realized that she was too overwhelmed to think clearly. "Tomorrow is January first. Tonight is New Year's Eve."

Oh, today was the last day of the year. Emelie was indifferent. "Is it?"

William continued, "The square will be very lively tonight. I want to take you to see it."

Emelie wasn't in the mood. "If it's out of your way, just drop me off here. I'll get a taxi back to the hotel."

William ignored her, and Ashton had already turned the car onto the square's street.

It was packed with people and cars, creating a bustling scene. Their large Cayenne was stuck, unable to move forward.

William said, "We're getting out here."

Ashton stopped the car, and William unbuckled his seatbelt. He noticed that Emelie was sitting motionless. Hence, he leaned over to her side, reaching across her

to unbuckle her seatbelt. As Emelie was momentarily distracted, the subtle scent of his cologne filled her senses.

Before she could tract, William grabbed her hand. "We can't stay here too long. We're blocking traffic. Let's go."