Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 71 Nowhere to Run Upon seeing Emelie in her long pants and long-sleeved pure cotton pajamas, William couldn't help but wonder whom she was guarding against.

But as luck would have it, her tossing and turning during sleep caused the buttons on her pajamas to cundone, revealing a glimpse of her collarbone.

She didn't seem to realize that the more she covered herself up, the more William felt compelled to tear it all off and see what was As William pondered over something, he returned to his room after finishing his drink.

In the middle of the night, Emelie woke up feeling cold.

underneath.

She realized her blanket had slipped onto the floor. She reached for another thin shirt to put on and covered herself back up with the blanket.

Despite this, when moming arrived, Emelie found herself still feeling groggy But after completing her moming routine, the foggy sensation in her head began to clear significantly.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, Emelie spotted William already seated in the dining room, enjoying his breakfast "Mr. Middleton, do we happen to have a first aid kit in the room?” she asked.

She wanted to take scold medicine just in case.

"No, but you can ask a steward if you need anything." William replied, glancing up at her. “Feeling seasick?" Since there wasn't one available in the room, she didn't want to hassle a steward, figuring it wasn't a big deal.

"Nah, I'm good. It's nothing" She shrugged off the concem.

Emelie quietly sat down for breakfast while William finished eating first. After taking a sip of his coffee, he glanced out the window at the deep blue sea.

"Did you bring your swimsuit?" he asked Emelie looked up from her plate, slightly surprised.

"No. Are we planning to swim? Isn't it a bit risky being so far from the shore? This seems like open water." "The heart of the sea is where all the excitement is. There's nowhere to run," William remarked cryptically, his words carrying an unsettling Long Emelie's heart skipped a beat as she felt a sudden wave of unease.

"Since you don't have a swimsuit, just wear whatever. We're all going jet skiing later," he said.

Emelie pursed her lips. "But I don't know how." "Then, leam." William's gaze was intense and penetrating. "Don't ruin everyone's fun." "Fine," Emelie reluctantly agreed.

Emelie's intuition was usually spot on. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about William suddenly inviting her to the banquet.

After all, he hadn't taken her to any business or private events for almost half a year.

When things seemed out of the ordinary, Emelie knew there was likely something more to it, and she becvigilant In the end, she opted for a conservative outfit, She wore a black, sunproof, waterproof wetsuit layered with a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black shorts.

While she was fully covered, the other women riding jet skis were in bikinis.

As they embraced the strong winds, crashing waves, and accelerating speed, their minimal fabric seemed on the verge of being blown away.

But that was exactly what it took to spark the adrenaline-fueled atmosphere.

The deck echoed with screams of excitement and cheers, punctuated by occasional ribald jokes.

To an outsider, it could easily seem like a raucous party at sea William glanced at Emelie's attire, looking somewhat displeased. But he was busy chatting with sCEOs and didn't really have tfor her. Seeing the coaches around, Emelie wondered if she should approach them to learn how to operate the jet ski Riding a jet ski on the water was a whole different experience. It offered her a completely unique sensation, Chapter 21 Nowhere to fun Despite her usual sharpness, Emelie struggled to master the art of balancing on the jet ski. Her attempts were in vain.

She relied on the coach's guidance to prevent herself from tumbling into the ser While Emelie excelled in most endeavors, sports seemed to be her Achilles' heel.

Even after the coach spent over an hour teaching her, she still couldn't get the hang of it.

Meanwhile, others, even those who were just as new to it as she was, had already caught on.

The coach let out a rueful chuckle.

"You're really puttingto the test," he said with a wry smile, while Emelie stood there, lost for words.

Initially uninterested in participating, William finally couldn't bear it any longer.

He approached, dismissed the coach, and settled himself directly behind Emelie.

"Are you dumb?" he criticized.

Emelie, who hadn't been called dumb since her promotion to head secretary, couldn't help but shoot William a defiant glance. She felt a bit offended.

William took hold of her hands and gripped the jet ski's handlebars while pressing his chest against her back.

It seemed like he was completely hugging her.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Emelie instinctively tried to move away from him.

Whispering in her ear, he instructed, "Keep your legs tight and shift your weight back. Don't accelerate too quickly. Gently twist the throttle like this-" In the blink of an eye, the jet ski roared ahead, sending a towering spray of water into the air.

Emelie's nerves were instantly sent into overdrive.