Chapter 221

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Chapter 221 Playing Hard to Get

Emelie stood firm and refused to budge. William let out a deep sigh. “You’ve got me all worked up, and you won’t make a small gesture?”

Emelie shot back, unyielding, “What kind of gesture do you expect? Should I bring you flowers?

“Instead of beating around the bush, why not just say, ‘If you don’t help me get water, I’ll leak your photos,‘ then maybe I’ll consider helping”

William couldn’t help but chuckle despite the tension. “Alright, if you drive me to my grave, I’ll print your photo and stick it on my tombstone for everyone to see

Emelle couldn’t hold back. “Are you nuts?”

Willian clenched his jaw, opting to ignore her jab. He pushed the blanket aside, grimacing as he pressed against his wound. He seemed determined to get up and fetch water

himself.

Emelie watched him closely, fearing he might aggravate his injury and end up back in surgery in the dead of night with Lyle, who was fiercely loyal to William, present, no one dared make Willian uncomfortable, lest they face the same fate as Reggie

She approached with the water pitcher, poured a glass, and handed it to him. “You could’ve just called Ashton if you wanted water. She’s right outside”

But William didn’t take the glass; instead, he drank directly from her hand. His posture was so natural that Emelie instinctively tilted the glass to help him drink more easily

As he finished drinking, Emelie realized his hand wasn’t injured at all. Why hadn’t he just taken the glass himself? Frowning, Emelie withdrew her hand, indicating he could fetch it himself if he wanted.

William had just finished drinking when he leaned back against the headboard, relaxing “Reggie’s been dealt with,” he said.

Emelie nodded, taking in his words. Will

continued, “Guess who busted Reggie’s leg?

How could Emelie possibly know? “He’s got so many enemies. It could’ve been anyone,” she replied nonchalantly

But William insisted, “I know who did it.”

“Who?” Emelle asked

With a sly grin, William cautioned, “Tsugest you don’t get too curious.”

Emelie paused, feeling a mix of annoyance and curiosity. “Wasn’t he the one who brought it up first? What was his game? Was this asshole for real?” she couldn’t help but wonder

Opting not to indulge him further, she turned away and headed back to her bed. Suddenly, William grabbed her wrist. His grip startled her, but she swiftly freed herself.

He seemed momentarily thrown off by her quick reaction, and then his demeanor cooled. “I’m dirty, too. Help meclean up.”

Emelie refused firmly, “If you need help, Mr. Middleton, you can ask Ashton.”

William frowned. “Can she handle seeing my body?!

“That’s your business,” Emelie retorted. William’s intense gaze bore into her with his deep, dark eyes, the bedside lamp reflecting off them like a haunting light in a misty forest — suggestive yet enigmatic

It was clear what he meant the photos, Emelie cursed her decision to intervene when Jack was about to stab William again..

“He should be in the of right now, fighting for his de,” she thought. “But regrets don’t come easy. What’s done is done, and now Willium is perfecthe fine and still able to hassle

Emelie turned and headed into the bathroom. She filleda basin with hot water and grabbed a handful of Lace towels. She soaked them, then wung them out,

When she returned, she handed the towels to William “Clean yourself up. Team only use one hand right now, and you’ve got the advantage with two ”

William took the towels and started wiping himself down. Despite his actions, he couldn’t resist asteet.

It was alwas going to end like this. What were you resisting earlier, Ms. Hoven? Are you enjoying playing hard to get now?

You seen to only know how to resort to manipulation,” Emelie replied calmly, her expression unmoved.

As the dabbed around his eyes and brows with the damp towel, his thick, dark eyebrows shimmered under the light, resembling scattered diamonds.

Williaen spoke calmly, “It’s about the quality, not the quantity of tricks. As long as it gets the job done.”

Finele remained silent and was nwilling to engugr Wib

buttoned his hospital gown. “Give me a hand,” he said

His upper body was weak, with limited mobility, making it hard for him to undress………