Chapter 115 Low Lelles
A car’s her sounded
The car tront of them putained sinkonary despite the green light, sa Ashton had pressed the limit..
The sound snappell wallam out of his thought.
Felle contul colds, “She specially mentioned the drawer bill of love letters Itecries, just to polul nie as sewa messy smalle
Who knew the best way thantark another mention.
Willum saddenly asked, “it wudy how.adrower full of letters?
“so what if I did? They were so unto my desk beteren ab at school alla’t have a chance to jet them it won’t her fat
Willan’s wor was cold. “Did you throw them awa
Puzzled by his question, Emelie looked at him. “I didn’t read them, but didn’t throw them away either.”
Though she had no interest in the letters or the content, discading the world have been polite, alter all, they were soucone’s heartfelt expression.
She remembered gathering them all into a bag.
As the carpssed by a shopping mall, the screen outside casta fluorescent light on William’s face, making his expression had to read. “How did you deal with them?!
“I took them home, but I’m not sure where they ended up. When the Hovens were forced to move from the city to the town, some things got lost in the process
Willum stared at her for a tee seconds before huming away and letting or a tant lugh
Emebound his sudden interest in her love letters perplexing. Her main point was about lening tesbistage her. That was why she wanted to get back at Elena.
She wondered at willum was trying to stop het from bad–mouthing Elena by changing the subject.
Emelie smirked. “Of course, should still thank M. Allen er bring you to help me.” In fact, she knew Elena’s true intention was far from helping her.
William glanced at her and tagged at his tie with clear displeasure on his face
Enelle couldn’t tathom his mood swings, but this wasn’t the first time she found him odd.
Ashton Extened to their comerton. Noticing nothing inappropriate happening, he lowered the partition and asked softly. “Mr. Middleton, should we had to the hotel now?”
Emelie tapped on her phone and sand, “Ashton, you location on WhatsApp. Let’s go there instead.”
Mason glanced at Wiliam in the rearview minor seeing no objection from him, he agreed and opened his WhatsApp to read the message.
Bele closing her phone, Emelie noticed a furry of messepes in her work group chat. She randomly clicked into one of them and realized they were mostly about Justina-
Scrolling up, she saw several photos at Justina taken by her assistant and frowned. She wanted to ask the assistant to delete the photos, but it was too late.
mele didn’t decide to do that out of kindness, but she felt Justina had dready fared insigh consejances. There was no inson to add fuck onto the de
But since it couldn’t be undene, she forgot about it
She had no reason to feel guilty as she wasn’t the one who spread the photos
She then put away her phone. The cat continued smoothly, William didin’t seem to care about their destination. He dolet ask any questions.
Thecarfinaly stopped in front of a phate restaurant.
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Emelie unbuckled her seatbelt and sad in Ashton, “Turking spots are hard to find here. It might be a ba at a hassle
Ashton replied, “No problem
findaspor”
Wiliam glanced at the sige “Still hungry?!
Emelie replied, “I’m all This is for you!
Wiliam’s sched slightly. “Younoticed
Despite the thresh setup and new dishes at the provas dinner, William was too parcular
once he last his appetite, it was gone. Even if it had been an important banquet, he wouldn’t have it. He barly touched his food, and a small find her business,
Emelie said, “This meal is on me, Consider ita thank you for your help tonight.”
Willium looked at her, finally understanding her intentions
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She wouldn’t simply enter his car and bring him to a private restaurant for no reason. It abu wasn’t just to innitate Elena. It was more likely because she didn’t want to owe him anything
She intended to repay him with ameal and draw a line between their relationship.
Amelie opened the car door and stepped out, william’s face darkened
He suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm
For a brief moment, a storm brewed in his eyes.
“Are you tring to draw a line between ? Conelle, Told you, you are me a lot. You still hawn’t repaid what you owe me from high school.”