Winning Her Heart Back

Chapter 196 Drugged

The short, chubby man, Jack, and the tall, thin one were smoking by the door.

The thin one, Max, said, "You stay here and watch her. I'll go find the boss. Keep a close eye on her, don't let her escape!"

The short, chubby man, Jack, didn't care. "Heh, how could a woman possibly escape? Besides, she's drugged! Her legs are probably like jelly by now!" "You gave her sedatives, didn't you?"

"I didn't get to taste her in the woods that night, and I'm still thinking about it."

"So, you gave her 'that'?"

"Yeah, hurry up. We'll head in when you're back. The boss didn't say we can't touch her, so let's enjoy ourselves!"

Max quickly left while Jack eagerly licked his lips. He was already indulging in his fantasies.

Suddenly, a loud crash of tables and chairs came from inside. Without hesitation, Jack opened the door and went in.

Inside, all he found were ropes scattered on the ground. Emelie had escaped

Startled, he looked around, wondering what happened and where she had gone. He didn't know Emelie was hiding behind the door.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

As he opened the door, Emilie dashed out. She slammed it shut, locked it, and ran off without looking back.

she had to run.

Escape

Get away from there

That was the only thought she had.

As she raced through the twisting corridors, she felt the drugs surge through her body, making her mouth dry.

She looked back and saw that no one was chasing her, then turned back to continue forward.

The rapid movements made her head spin, and she bambled to the ground.

Desperate to call the police, she fumbled for her phone, only to realice it had been taken from her.

Ing felt unusually warm.

She wasn't sure if her colleagues had left, probably not. Her best bet now was to go find them at the place earlier “Walk, Emelle, walk..” she muttered. Emelie gripped the wall for support. Her legs shook uncontrollably, and her breathing She vaguely saw someone coming from afar. Thinking it might be Max, she knew she had to find an empty place to hide. Emelie looked up and saw a sign on the door that said "Cleaning Room". She figured it was the janitor's supply closet Pushing the door open, she entered and used her body to keep it shut She tried to lock it, but the lock was broken. Finally, she decided to hide in the comer.

The drugs would wear off eventually, maybe in an hour or by morning. If she stayed hidden and wasn't found, she'd be safe.

Out of nowhere, a hand grabbed Emeke's arm and pulled her up from the ground.

"Do you think you're safe here?-

Emelie fell into the man's arms, enveloped by the cold air that surrounded him. It felt strangely familiar to her. As she looked up, she could barely discern his face. "William..." she murmured. She was surprised to see him there.

Her surprise was mixed with fear. His presence didn't bring the expected joy of encountering a savior. She instinctively pushed him away, saying, "Let me go." William felt something was off and gently lifted her chin.

In the dimly lit restroom, illuminated only by a small window stealing light from the bar's alley, he noticed a flush on her cheeks.

"They drugged you, didn't they?" he asked.

"They?" Did he know what happened to het? Did he know who was trying to kidnap her too?

Emelie couldn't think straight William said, "You've been drugged again."

It was indeed the second time. The first time was at a party where she unknowingly sipped from a glass offered by someone

He was the one who helped her with the antidote at that time, and it was also her first time making the first move.

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