Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie and William) novel Chapter 661

Emelie remained silent. Just as she was about to eavesdrop on their conversation, Wesley noticed her presence and calmly told the person on the other end, "That's all. I'm hanging up."

He ended the call, put the phone down, and walked straight toward Emelie.

His figure grew clearer in her line of sight. When he reached her, he said, "I've been boiling soup for you since the morning. Have a little to tide you over. We'll have dinner together later."

Emelie handed him his coat. "Who were you talking to? You mentioned something about my birthday earlier, didn't you?"

Wesley dodged her question and changed the topic. "Your brother-in-law dropped off a box of things a few days ago. He said they were things from your sister. Since they figured you'd rather come here than go to Baliz, they left the box with me. I'll have someone bring it to you later."

He casually draped his coat over his arm. "Even if Arsen had his plans when he arranged their marriage, it's good that they actually like each other. Anthony Sorrel even learned Cedonian and sign language for Ashlyn. I'm sure they'll be happy together."

Emelie never liked pushing him for answers. Since he didn't want to talk about it, she let it go at that.

She followed his lead. "Ashlyn has suffered a lot over the years. Now, at last, her hardships have paid off."

Wesley lowered his eyes and looked at her as he said, "Yes."

They chatted as they walked back into the house. The entrance had three steps. Emelie was the first to go up, with Wesley following behind her.

She had only taken two steps when Wesley suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind.

Emelie froze. Instinctively, she wanted to turn around to see what was wrong with him.

However, Wesley tightened his grip around her waist and refused to let her look back.

There seemed to be a great shift in his emotions at that moment. He buried his head in her neck, and Emelie noticed that his breathing was heavier than usual.

"Wesley, what's wrong?"

Wesley didn't answer. He moved from burying his face in her neck to kissing the area behind her ear gently.

It felt as if his lips were brushing against her skin. Yet there was still a distance as if only his breath was touching her.

Emelie couldn't understand why he was so hesitant. His teasing, neither close nor distant, made her uncomfortable.