Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 366

Chapter 366 Calling Him Llam

Tonight, Emelie slept deeply without the aid of sleeping pills.

Before drifting off, she vaguely thought that since Daphne had entered William's life, the few times they had been intimate, she had often resisted. Hence, she hadn't fully experienced mach

But this t

she fully relaxed and accepted him, and that feeling was completely different.

However, in the middle of the night, she suddenly felt a bit itchy on her face. She opened her eyes dazedly and saw that William wasn't sleeping.

"What are you doing she wemured.

He smiled faintly, "You're awake?-

It seemed that walding up was a tact agreement for him to do as he pleased. Emelle was alert for a moment. Then, she replied, "No."

But in just a second, she was pulled back into that chaosagain by him.

This time, William didn't let her go so quickly. After a long while, he carried her to clean up. After washing up and returning to bed, Emelie was half asleep and half dazed

She felt him doing something again. She was too weak to resist, so she could only weakly plead, "Please.."

William smirked. "Ark me again."

"Please..." Emelie pleaded again

William kissed her eyelids. "Go to sleep.

Those words seemed to have a magical effect. Emelie closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

On the other hand, William wasn't sleepy at all. After showering, he slipped into loose, baggy pajamas and lay on his side. He watched hertized sleeping face.

Suddenly, he recalled something. Had she just called him "Liam"?

Did he mishear, or did she misspeak? At that moment, william couldn't be sure.

He had put in so much effort, and Emelie had finally accepted him.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually brightening, it reflected in William's contemplative eyes.

After a while, he gently brushed a strand of hair on Emelie's cheek behind her ear. He softly said, "Sweetie, Happy New Year"

The next day was a weekend and also New Year's Day, so there was no work to worry about, Emelie had been suspended from her job, leaving her with even more free time.

Her body woke her upbriefly around 8am, but she quickly drifted back to sleep. When she finally woke up completely, it was already noon. Hanger had roused her.

As soon as she moved, Emelie realized she wasn't wearing any clothes under the blanket. Before she could be startled, she felt as it something had been applied to Last night's memories rushed over Emelie like a tidal wave.

During that time, William had called her affectionate names like "Sweetle", "Emelle", and "Eme" in order to coax her into compliance.

She couldn't help but utter the one name she had called him countless times in her heart but had never spoken aloud.

Emelie clutched the blanket tightly. She was unsure if he had heard it. How had they reached this point?

She regretted it now. It was something she hadn't anticipated.

She had promised herself and Mona that she wouldn't fall for William again. Yet, in just a few days, she had found herself completely captivated by him.

Emelie stared

dup at the ceiling, her emotions swirling. William wasn't in the room at the moment, perhaps he was outside.

She got up and searched around but couldn't replace her clothes from last night. She was unsure where they were discarded. She couldn't just go without wearing Anything, so she took a shirt from William's closet.

His clothes were much larger than hers, the hem teaching just below her hips.

The hotel provided disposable toiletries, so she brushed her teeth and washed her face. She slipped makeup and shipped on indoor slippers before leaving the room.

The suite was twice the size of her own room, with a dining area. As she stepped out, she heard William's voice in conversation and assumed he was on the phone. Without hesitation, she walked over "William, my clothes..." Both William and the other person in the dining area turned to look at her.

It was William and Lyle inning.

Emelle free for a moment. Lyle's gaze involuntarily fell on her fair, bare legs.

Initially, be had a slightly sag expression on his face as he spoke to William, but he quickly composed himself.

Emelie hadn't expected another man to be in the room. She realized the awlowardness of the situation, but she reacted swiftly. She turned around to treat to her

Williart's faredlackened, and he called out in a stem volce, "Lyle."