Chapter 395 You Made Me Angry
William was the one person that Emelie could never understand, even after so many years.
She was the most socially adept among all the secretaries and she had spent so many years working. She had met people from all walks of life. Normally, she could already figure out a person after having a meal with them so that she could take the appropriate actions.
William was the only one that she couldn’t understand after three years.
At first, she thought she was just a disposable tool to him. He wouldn’t even bat an eye if she left. However, he was forcing her to return to her.
She thought he could satisfy all his needs with the endless selection of women for him to choose from, but he told her he was addicted to her and only wanted her.
She thought that he simply wanted to satisfy his desire of conquest for her with perhaps a little dissatisfaction mixed in. Then he took her to see fireworks and wished her a happy new year, called her angel, and told her to give him another chance.
And now, William was telling her that he didn’t like Daphne.
Emelie wasn’t sure how to react.
She was lying on the floor, confused. Right under her was the white carpet, her long brown hair lying on the carpet in a garbled mess. Just like her mind and soul.
He said…
He didn’t like Daphne?
Emelie shook her head instinctively. She couldn’t believe it. William held her chin so that she would stop moving.
“The reason she was here was because you made me angry first.”
“About what?”
How could she make him angry? Was she even capable of that?
Emelie didn’t believe that she was capable of it, even when it looked like he was trying to court her. Not to mention that in the past, she was a woman who would undress and offer herself up to him with a mere wag of his finger.
How could a cheap woman like her have angered the powerful and influential William?
And how was it her fault?
William stroked her chin using his thumb and finger, his eyes staring deep into hers. “When did I start giving you the cold shoulder?”
The question was quite familiar… She remembered.
It was at Wimstour City. They were in a hotel room and were chatting face to face when she had her stomach problems in front of him for the first time. He asked her how she ended up getting a miscarriage. She told him that she was kidnapped, but he hung up when she called him. That was how she miscarried.
However, he didn’t believe her. Then, he said that it was because she didn’t depend on him enough. He was not giving her the cold shoulder and sought out Daphne because he was bored with her.
She asked him, why? He told her to think about it, to remember when he started snubbing her.
She had never given it a good thought earlier, but Emelie frowned now that he mentioned it again.
William then revealed it himself. “Half a year ago before your miscarriage and one year from today. Last year’s New Year’s Eve. I waited for you at Eastbay. Who were you seeing?” Emelie was obviously stunned when he mentioned Eastbay.
She had no words.
William knew she remembered, and became upset again when he remembered it too. His clench on Emelie’s chin became even stronger.
But when Emelie was frowning from the pain, William immediately let go. She was wearing only her pajamas. While they were normal pajamas, her collar slipped, revealing her collarbones which rose and fell as she breathed.
He looked at the woman under him and pressed down closer, his nose touching her neck. Her skin was so thin that he could see the veins underneath it.
He opened his mouth and sank his teeth, but he kept his impulse under control as he said in a low tone, “You’re mine. The things that you did… What am I supposed to think? I almost wanted to kill you back then, Emelie.”
Emelie couldn’t help but hold his sleeves tightly. Her eyes began to lose focus.
No wonder.
No wonder he suddenly drove to see her at the apartment three days after New Year’s. She thought that he had something urgent that needed doing, but he took her back to Eastbay without saying a word instead. He started to sleep with her the moment they went through the door.
She was in so much pain those few days and she even bled. After taking it all out on her, he told her to leave and didn’t even let her stay over. She walked out of Eastbay in the middle of the night. She even confused herself for a prostitute in that instance.
He was far colder toward her after that and would usually take Ashton with him for outstation trips and Fabian for banquets and meals with clients. He didn’t take the head secretary who would always be by his side every moment in the past. Even if he did sleep with her, he wouldn’t be that gentle anymore.
He had left her out in the cold for six months. After that, she had a miscarriage by accident and he took in Daphne.
He went mad on the third of January, but it actually started on New Year’s Eve. He stayed angry for two days, but he still wouldn’t calm down. So, he tortured her instead. After six months, he still felt disgusted the more he thought about it, so he took Daphne in so she could disgust her.
Emelie gulped and said nothing. There was nothing left to say.
William’s biting had turned into kisses. She could still hear him questioning her in his hoarse voice.
He still hadn’t recovered after an entire night of rest and he looked like he was drunk, as he kept on repeating the same sentence again and again.
Emelie had to believe that his fever had gotten to him. Otherwise, it wouldn’t explain why William would keep on questioning her with such discontent and frustration. “Why? Why did you do that?”