Chapter 249 She Kissed Him
“What What do you mean!
William’s lips curled up into a faint smile. Not only are you falsely accusing me, but you’re also not offering me any kind of sweet compensation?
His gaze settled on her lips. He was going to kiss her.
Emelie was puzzled by the mocking smile on his face. After all, all he wanted was a kiss.
Emelle held her breath for a few seconds. “Mr. Middleton, haven’t you always taken what you wanted?”
“I used to,” he replied. “But now, I prefer seeing you take the initiative”
Emelie felt that he was getting more adept at manipulating her. She bit her lip and said, “We’re in public.”
William lowered the umbrella to shield them both. “Now, no one can see us.
He was determined to make her kiss him. Emelie’s grip on her sleeves tightened as she exhaled slowly. Then, under his expectant gaze, she stood on tiptoe and kissed the comer of his mouth.
William’s eyes darkened, just as she was about to pull away, he grabbed her waist and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
“What are you, a schoolgirl? A real kiss goes like this.”
His kiss was so intense that it left her no chance to pull azmy.
It was overwhelming and almost suffocating she clutched at his shirt, and William tightened his hold on her waist
The kiss lingered for a few minutes. Before anyone could notice, he let her go
Emelie looked down, gasping for breath. In a husky voice, he said, “Go on up.”
William surprisingly offered a kind word. “Thope your mom’s surgery goes well tomorrow.”
Emelie steadied her breathing After the dss, her lips were slightly flushed. With anod, she walked into the hospiral
William watched her until she disappeared from sight. Then be rested the umbrella on his shoulder and casually walked down the steps.
Abel saw him coming and hurried to open the car door. William handed him the umbrellas and got into the car
Abel noticed the content expression on William’s face and interred that his dinner with Emelle had gone smoothly. After putting away the umbrella and starting the car, he turned on the wipers to clear the rain from the windshield.
rout for a good meal, Mr. Middleton.”
He then said, “Ms. Hoven has been at the hospital these past few days. She probably hasn teaten well. It’s considerate of you to take her out t William recalled how Emelie had kept insisting that she needed to stay at the hospital with her mother, as if he would demand something in return for the dinner. He let out a small laugh.
He briefly wondered if she truly thought so little of him, then promptly dismissed the thought. He had all the time in the world. She was his for the long haul.
Abel continued, “Being a caregiver is incredibly demanding. It not only wears you out mentally but physically as well. When my mom was in the hospital last year, I spent hours in those plastic chairs and woke up the next day with such a sore back that it felt like I’d aged a decade..”
William recalled the uncomfortable plastic chairs outside the ICU. He glanced outside the window across the street, where some medical equipment was being sold. There was a sign hanging outside that read, “Companion Beds for Sale!
Back in the ICU, Emelie apologized to Billy, “I ran into a friend and had dinner with them, so I came back late.”
Billy guessed, “Was it the friend who helped to find those foreign doctors for Mom? A man came up just now, looked around, and then left. He was here to find you, right?” Emelie paused before replying, “Yes.”
Billy eagerly interjected, “You should’ve taken him out to dinner. Those experts are reputedly professors from Lablos. It’s not just about money; it’s the connections that have brought them here Who is this friend of yours, anyway? He must be quite impressive, huh
“I’m not entirely sure,” Emelle smoothly deflected “Billy, you should head back. I’ll stay here.”
Billy offered, “You’ve been here all night since yesterday. Why don’t I take over today?”
“No, I’m not tired. Both you and Eliana can come earlet tomorrow,” Emelle insisted.
Billy politely accepted her decision and left
Emelie settled back into the uncomfortable plastic chair, contemplating whether to message Samuel and findout if their work had already been completed or if they had returned to Capebatt City
She hadn’t contacted Samuel since the day before yesterday. When she logged into WhatsApp on her new phone, none of their previous messages had synced over. She couldn’t see anything
Just as she finished composing a text, she heard someone calling her name
She looked up. It was William’s driver, Abel.
He had brought with him a foldable bed. “Ms. Hoven, Mr. Middleton got you this. Find a place to open it and rest.”
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