Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 564

Chapter 564 You just Don’t Want to Wake Up 

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Emelie opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say she couldn’t quite explain how she was feeling. 

However, Wesley didn’t seem to care about what she was feeling. 

He said, “Eme, dance for me again. Do the last dance you performed before I went abroad.” 

Emelie hit her lip and looked away but with mirrors on all four sides of the walls, Wesley could still see the rejection on her face. It was a look that wasn’t directed at him but at the 

idea of dancing 

“I’ve forgotten it after all these years,” she said. 

“I know how good your memory is,” he replied. 

“My injury isn’t fully healed yet,” she said. 

“The wound healed while we were on the yacht. The doctor confirmed it,” Wesley said. 

“I’m not dressed for dancing today, Maybe another day” mele continued to argue 

“You could dance even in your school uniform back then, so why not now?” he said. 

Wesley rarely insisted when she repeatedly relused. However, Emelie just didn’t want to move right now. 

He dropped his hands. His brown eyes darkened to a deep ander. “Are you still mad at me for lewing you back then?” 

Imele shook her head “No” 

wesley continued, “Can my recent act of saving your life make up for my mistake of leaving you? 

Emelle reiterated and said, “I’m not angry.” 

However, Weste insisted that she wouldn’t dance because she was still angry. “If the debt is settled, then you can dance for me?” 

Dinele burned back and stared at hi 

What was he talking about? She had already said she wasn’t angry. 

Wesley raised an eyebrow. 

Emelie was silent. 

“Do you need music?” Wesley asked. 

Emele didn’t reply. 

However, Wesley picked up a nearby Molin.. 

Emelie reluctantly kicked off her shors and stood in her socks. Indeed, the polished wooden floor was smooth and perfect for dancing. 

Wesley rested the violin on his shoulder. After a moment, he began to play Alexander Greenwood’s June’s Lullaby. The clear sound of the violin was perfect for this song that depicted summer. 

Emelie stood still momentarily before rising on her toes. 

She had learned classical dancing as a child, though she hadn’t danced much in recent years. But as Wesley had said, she had a good memory and hadn’t forgotten the dance 

moves 

Initially, she danced awkwardly, but she quickly found her rhythm. 

Dechid hands, single–arm, flowing flag, spining, flowersteps, litting hem, and pressing hands. These were all classical dance moves, and Emelie danced them beautifully, blending with the music like a young girl in a green dress dritting on a boat across a summer lake. 

Dancing was exercise. No matter how gracefully one danced, it required energy. However, it also served as a great outlet for pent–up mergy. When someone is fully immersed in dancing, it’d make one forget everything else, with no thoughts occupying the mind 

Emelie initially danced reluctantly, but soon she was fully engaged. 

The melody grew richer, and Emelie spun in place. The hem of her cloak flew up, and as the music reached a climax, she spin faster and faster. Wesley put down the violin, but she kept spinning. She was like an unstoppable twister on a lake 

Wesley didn’t interrupt her. He watched her almost masochistically venting her emotions.