Chapter 357 The Gentle Him
“Let me use your room to work, William said, walking up to her, “Give me your hand.”
His penthouse had faster internet than her room, so Emelle wondered why he needed to work here. Reluctantly, she held out her hand
william dropped two white pills into her palm. “These are sleeping pills. Take them and rest.”
Emelie clenched her fist around the pills. “I’ll sleep. Mr. Middleton, please go back to your own room,”
William looked at her tired expression and messy hair. Then, he leaned down and kissed her.
Emelie Instinctively leaned back.
William cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss, Emelle’s breath hitched, and she frantically pushed at his chest, letting out a muffled sound, “Mm.”
when he finally let her go, Emelle quickly grabbed her blanket and curled up at the far end of the bed, watching him warily.
William didn’t move closer. Holding his glass of water, he said, “You look just like you did three years ago when I first found you.”
Emelie had been fearful and anxious when he found her back then. She was sleepless and had a poor appetite. Like a stray cat, she often had in comers, trembling in
fear.
Emelie’s eyes flickered as she recalled those days.
She used to be terrified that those people would find her, take her, and sell her into a brothel. She feared she would be assaulted, beaten, or even killed, with no one to know or care.
The desperate her had clung to William as her lifeline. She tried everything to please him, to gain his protection. Despite her inexperience, she had even dared to kiss him, hoping he would take an interest in her and keep her safe.
She wondered how three years had passed, yet she still felt like she was still relying on him to save her.
Emelle gripped the blanket tightly, her voice muffled as she spoke to both herself and him, “I’m not the same person I was three years ago.”
William’s lips curled into a slight smile. “You better not be.”
He gestured toward the pills. “You need rest. These are just regular sleeping pills. Do you want me to take one to prove it?”
Afteramoment, Emelie crawled over, took the glass from him, and swallowed the pills. She truly needed sleep to reset her mind.
“I’ll be right outside,” William said, closing the door behind him.
The room fell into darkness. Emelle stared at the door, suddenly struck by how unusually gentle William seemed tonight.
She never imagined she would ever associate the typically cold and unterling William with the word gentle.
Emelie hugged her knees and soon drifted off to sleep under the influence of the pills
She fell asleep after 2:00 am, but her body clock wolke her up promptly at 8:00 am.
The nap had noticeably stabilized Emelie’s mood and reduced her anodety.
All she could do now was face whatever came her way and deal with it as best as she could.
After getting out of bed, she headed to the bathroom to freshen up and change clothes.
It was only Friday, and she still had to go to the office. Just as she stepped out of her room, she heard Ashton briefing William in the living room.
The first sentence she uttered made Emelie’s smile vanish. “Elena attempted suicide last night.”
Astonished, she hurdled toward the living room.
Ashton continued, “she saw her photos circulating online and couldn’t cope, so she went to the hospital rooftop to jump. Lucidly, a nurse spotted her, and with help from the firefighters and police, they talked her into getting down. But someone recorded a video of it, and now, there’s speculation on why she’s tried to take her own life.”
William sat on the sofa with his back facing Emelie. He remained silent.
Ashton added, “Mr. Middleton, Mr. and Mrs. Allen have reached out, hoping to meet with you.”
Emelle was certain that the Mr. and Mrs. Allen Ashton referred to Elena’s parents.
As William caught sight of Emelie’s reflection in the glass opposite him, he then turned around.
Emelie gritted her teeth. “Is this another one of her acts? since she couldn’t use influencers to spread her photos, she decided to grab attention by attempting suicide and then blame everything on me!”
Another wave of trouble arrived before the first one had even subsided. Emelie wondered when it would all end and how much worse it could possibly get..