Chapter 372 Is He Serious?
Emelie pressed the top floor’s button for him silently. With William around, she focused solely on their interactions, not on Elena’s cases, to a way, his brought her some peace of mind.
But the thought of spending the night in bed with him, just sleeping, made her feel oddly uncomfortable
Whether in those three years or these recent encounters, whenever they shared a bed, it was never just for sleep. The image made Emelle feel awkward. william started at her again. Once, his gaze didn’t linger on her, but now it never left her. Emelle pursed her lips. “Mr. Middleton, this feels more appropriate
Will chuckled softly
When they reached the 13th floor, Emelie stepped out first. “Goodnight, Mr. Middleton_”
Before she finished, William suddenly grabbed her arm. He pulled her close and lassed her lips. Emelie froze
The elevator doors were closing slowly, William moved swiftly, he kissed her deeply. But he released her just a second before the doors could touch Emelie His tone suddenly sounded somewhat paranoid, “The teals cold, let’s reheat it!
o ascend Emelie instinctively took a step back She was not yet fully comprehending William’s expression. The doors closed completely, and the elevator began to Emelic stated blankly at the doors. Emelse thought to herself, “What did he just say? Rehear what? What did be mean?
She stiffly lifted her hand and touched her lips. She was still feeling the imprint of his touch.
She had always believed that lossing was more intimate than anything else. The feeling of lips interlocking would remind people of the word “sharing each other’s
wannth“.
She suddenly asked herself, “Does Will take this time seriously?”
William reached the top floor and spotted Lyle squatting outside his door playing a game.
“Hey, Will,” Lyle drawled lazily as he heard footsteps
“When did you get here? Why didn’t you give me a call?” William asked…
“I figured you were out with Ms. Hoven for dinner. I knew you’d be back soon, so I didn’t want to bother you. I don’t have anything urgent anyway.”
Lyle stood up. He almost asked, “Did Ms. Hoven not come back with you?” But he didn’t say it. He chewed on his gum.
Whether she came back or not was none of his business.
William swiped his room card, gesturing for Lyle to come inside.
Remembering the moming scene, Lyle rubbed his nose and decided not to go in “I just need to tell you something. Reggie confessed that his scheme against Ms. Howen’s family was indeed orchestrated, but it was agreed upon with Ms. Hoven’s father, Roman Hoven.”
“Agored upon? William repeated.
Lyle chewed his gum twice. “I find the whole thing rather intriguing”
Indeed it was. Otherwise, Charles wouldn’t be relentlessly pursuing Emelie, and that guy who went abroad wouldn’t have rushed to leave back then and now be
rushing to retum.
William’s eyes darkened. “We need to meet this Ronan in Capebatt City.”
Lyle raised his eyes, the e tear mole under his eyes shadowed by his lashes. “But Ms. Hoven’s restrictions haven’t been lifted yet. She can’t leave Weston.”
William countered, “Is that difficult?”
Lyle understood his meaning. He grinned a bit mischievously. “Not at all. I’ll get those two to spill the truth and clear Ms. Hoven’s name.”
The next moming, Emelie was still asleep when she felt a tickle on her cheek. It felt like soft kisses, lightly landing one after another. She opened her eyes suddenly. william was lying beside her.
Emelie was taken aback She sat up quickly, shocked to see the handsome man next to her.
“How did you get in here?” she asked, then remembered he had her room card.
“When did you come in?” He wasn’t wearing pajamas, so heprobably didn’t sleep here last night. He must have conte in just now.
She breathed a sign of relief.
She thought she had slept so deeply that the didn’t notice him coming in during the night, which would have been terrifying.
Warching her cycle through numerous expressions in a minate, William propped himself up on the bed. “This isn’t the first time someone’s snuck into your room. Next time, remember to latch the security Inck”
Without thinking. Emelie replied, “Besides you, who else would come into my room without permission?”
William’s expression darkened slightly. He remembered the time he saw Wesley leaving her room. “You don’t know,” he said.
Emelle calmed down for the early morning shock. She sat on the bed, wrapped in the blanket. She grumbled, “What do you want, Mr. Middleton?
William smoothed out his wrinkled clothes and said evenly, “I came to tell you some good news. Your travel restriction has been litted.”