Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470 He Caught Up 

Wesley wrapped his arm around her as they exited the bar 

The wind was howling, so he took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. Then, he lowered his head and gently adjusted her collar. 

“You drank so much is something bothering you?” Wesley asked softly. 

Emeke was knocked out the leaned her head against Wesley’s chest and murmured something 

Wesley had never are her the intoxicated before. He was worried about lowing her alone, so he decided to take her to a hotel. 

The hotel required guests to register their personal information when booking a room. 

Wesley held onto her and asked, “Do you have your D 

Her voice was slurred as she said, “Um–hman,” 

wesley asked patiently, “Your mu?” 

“Un–hmm,“bnelie said again. 

He was exasperated but amused at the same time. “Your ID, you little drunkard.” 

Only then did she say in a ply voice, “It’s in my pocket.” 

Wesley searched for her ID card in her pocket 

Emeleted her head to study him. After a long time, she seemed to have recognized him in her drunken stupor and asked, “Wesley?” 

He looked up and said, “Yes?” 

Emelie scorded at herself. “Wesley? There’s no way it could be you. I must be dreaming” 

His gaze deepened. “Do you dream about me onen?” 

Emelie straightened up slightly, leaning against him once more, and shook her had it was unclear whether this meant she didn’t dream of him often or simply rebused to admit 

Wesley felt complicated feelings as he reached out to pat her head. “Can you walk on your own, or should carry you?! 

“I’m not drank,” shemumbled. 

“Really?” Wesley asked 

To prove that she was sober, Emekle snatched back her card and strode toward the front desk. “Hello! I’d like a room, please!” 

Wesley shook his head in amusement and followed behind her. 

As fate would have it, Willkim was driving by the very same hotel. 

He saw Emdie dinging to Wesley and assumed that they were getting a room together. So, Willam jumped to the conclusion that she had rekindled her old flame 

This caused him to feel anger, resentment, and disgust toward her, which resubed in his treating her coldly for about so months 

Later, Emelle suffered a miscarriage and Daphine entered the picture, and these relationship spiraled further out of control, 

Wesley held a lighter in his hand, garing at her intently. “So, you’re blaming me for what happened with Willam?” 

Emeldan’t deny it. 

Wesley responded calmly, “You know how to push my buttons sometimes.” 

William had also said the same thing, but how was she pushing their buttons? They had started everything, nother. 

Meanwhile, Marcel drove to the outskirts of the city After stopping in a vast, open tied, he got out of the car, 

He looked up and glanced at the stormy sky, then walked up to Wesley and said through the car window, “Sir, Jodie said she’ll be here in three minutes, but the visibility is terrible. 

Emelie looked out the window and saw nothing but an empty field. “Why did we stop here? There’s nothing here: 

Just as the worth left her lips, Marcel’s sharp eyes caught sight of several vehicles approaching in the distance. 

The carssped across the uneven terrain, heading straight for them. 

Marcel immediately pulled out a dagger from his boot and said in a low voice, “They’re coming” 

Emelie had heard the sound of the engines too and rolled down her window. She poked her head out and saw that several cars were indeed hurtling toward them. 

These were most likely Wiliam’s men, but the heavy rain and dark surroundings made it impossible to see William himself was among them. She simply opened the door and 

“Eme!” Wesley.couldn’t stop her, so he grabbed an umbrella and scrambled out of thecar 

He ruched after her, attempting to shield her from the rain 

Enelle strained her eyes to look at the approaching vehicles. Finally, she managed to identify the lead car–Mayboch 

In that instant, a wave of relief washed over her. William was sale 

The cars closed in, and there were no obstacles on the field. If Wesley had ordered Marcel to continue driving, they would still be surrounded in no time. 

Marcel, blade in hand, stood in front of them 

Hestently counted down the distance 100 feet, 50, 30. 

He then glanced at his watch. Three minutes, two, dec