Winning Her Heart Back

 I Never Loved You

William's expression was calm. Rather, to put it more precisely, he was just quiet. He stood outside the door and just watched her.

Emelie paused for a few seconds before speaking in her usual tone to the man on the other end of the line." Wesley, I've missed two meals, and I'm hungry. I'll eat first and call you back later."

Wesley agreed and hung up.

Then, Emelie asked, "Mr. Middleton, is there something you need?"

William, who should have been at the hospital, was driven by his curiosity to visit her about the

unanswered message from the previous night. However, he hadn't expected to hear what she had just said.

William's breathing slowed for a moment. A faint, sharp pain tugged at his heart.

He looked at her and said quietly, "That's not what you used to say."

Emelie frowned. "What do you mean?"

William's eyes were as deep as a dark void. "You used to tell me that you loved me."

Emelie fell silent and felt a strange irritation. "What's the point of bringing up old, irrelevant things now? Mr. Middleton, it's not appropriate to cause a scene here in broad daylight, is it?"

William retorted, "Is it appropriate for you to use our past to amuse your new lover?"

Emelie's face went cold. "Are you questioning me now?"

William smiled, his dark pupils were clouded with indescribable emotions. "How could I dare to question you? How could I be worthy of that?"

Emelie glared at him, her fingers tightened on the doorknob. With no words left to say, she tried to close the door, but William swiftly blocked it with his hand.

As a man, he naturally had more strength than she did. With her being caught off guard, he easily forced his way into her house.

Emelie took a step back. "What are you doing?"

William shut the door behind him.

Emelie felt the space and air become suffocating, and she frowned. "This is my room. I didn't invite you in.

William looked at her face, which was without any makeup. She had fair and clean skin but an emotionally cold and detached expression on her face.

He asked in a deep voice, "I just want to know, Ms. Pierce, did you truly never have any feelings for me?" He advanced step by step while Emelie retreated step by step. They moved from the entryway to the living

room.

The suite was quite large, but William's presence was so overwhelming that Emelie felt threatened.

She unconsciously held her breath and pointed at the door. "I don't have time for this. Get out now..."

William interrupted her. "Ms. Pierce, don't you notice how impatient and irritable you are with me every time?"

Emelie paused as William continued, "You can put on a facade with Charles, Beathan, and Bryan. But with

me, even if you start out pretending, you can't maintain the act, and you end up confronting me." He closed the distance between them and spoke softly, "We're all your enemies, yet you seem to care about me more. Why is that? Isn't it because you once loved me, and now your hatred is even stronger after being betrayed?"

Emelie scoffed. "You shot me, so it's not hard to understand why my hatred for you runs deeper than for others, is it?"

William stubbornly disagreed. "No, it's because you loved me, and that love has turned to hatred."

Emelie didn't want to argue further with him. His presence was repulsive to her.

She pointed at the door again and said, "Think whatever you want. Just get out right now!"

William's eyes darkened suddenly. Suddenly, he grabbed her outstretched hand and yanked her toward him.

Emelie stumbled forward, and her forehead bumped with William's chest. The familiar yet jarring scent of ice and snow filled her senses. Old, buried memories surged back to her in that instant.

Before she could react, William pressed her against the wall behind them. He grabbed her chin and lowered his head.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Emelie's mind went blank for a moment as she felt a warm and soft touch on her lips.

Before she could process that it was his lips touching hers, William aggressively pried her lips open and forced his way in.