Chapter165clingy
“Notyet,”Lylereplied.
“Haveyoutrackeddownthatvirtualnumber?Williamasked.HewasreferringtotheonesendingDaphne’skissingphoto.
“I’mstildigingVirtualnumbersarearealheadache,butI’mworkingonit.”
“Well,ifyouquitpolting aroundineveryoneelse’sbusinessandputthattimeintothe<b>search</b>,you’d<b>find</b>everything.”This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.
Lylechuckledandmutteredacurseunderhisbreath.
Emelieslippedintotherestroomtotakethecall“Hey,Ell”
“Emelle,areyoufindup<b>right</b>now?na’svoicesoundedrxed,notindicatinganyurgency
Emeltefelt<b>hertension</b>dissipate.“Notreally,what’sgoingon?”
“Momfinishedknittingthescarfforyouandwantstoknitglovestoo.She’saskingwhatcoloryou’dlike.”
Emeliewasrebred.Shechuckled,“IsMomtherewithyounow?
“Yeah,I’llpassherthephone<b>,</b><b>so</b>go aheadand<b>chat</b>Seriously,Mom’sgettingmoreimpatientbytheday. Isuggestedwewaituntiltonighttoaskyou,butshewouldn’thearof”Elianasounded<b>annoyed</b>.
<b>Greta’s</b>voicecamethroughtheline,Idon’tevenknowhowmuchtimeIhavelett.WhileIcanstilldothings,needtomakethemostofit.”
Emerecouldn’thelpbut febingeofsadnessatthosewords.
Thephonewashandedto<b>Greta</b><b>,</b><b>who</b>calledout,“Eme.”
“Mom,”Emekeresponded.
Gretacalledout<b>again</b>.“Emelie”
“Mom,I’mhere.”
“Eme,I’vefinishedknittingthescarfforyou.Now,Iwanttoknitglovestoo.Whatcolordoyouprefer?”
“anycolor’sfineaslongasitgoeswiththescard,Emeliesaid.“Mom,take yourtime.Don’tstressyourselfout.”
“I’mnot<b>pushing</b>too<b>hard</b>.<b>I’ll</b>itthisafternoon.It’squick,”Gretareplied.“Mr.Petergavemesamecamgren.Whenyoeback,I’llmakeyousomejelly”
Jellywasusually<b>made</b><b>for</b><b>Thanksgiving</b>.It<b>was</b>still<b>winter</b>now,andGretawasreallyanxious.Shewas<b>afraid</b>shewon’t makeituntilthen.
Emelie’s throattightened,“okay,butI’dratherskipthemsses1preferusingwhitesugar
“Mssesarehealthier,”Gretainsisted.
<b>“</b><b>But</b>mssescanbe<b>a</b>bitbitter.”
“Thenlet’susehoney.Your<b>dad</b>got<b>a</b>jarfromthelocalboekeeper,”Orrtasuggested,
Emelie’snosetingledwith<b>a</b>sourfeeling.<b>“</b>Alright”
Followingtheshortexchange,Emelleendedthecallwithhermother.Feelingmorposed<b>,</b>shesteppedoutoftherestroom.
But<b>just</b>asshesteppedintothehallway,shebumpedintoWilliam.
Hewasalsoholding hisphone.Shewasn’tsureifhecameouttotakeacallorifhewaswaitingforher.
Williamancedatherreddenedeyesandsaidcoldly,“Areyouthatupset?!
<b>Samuel</b><b>had</b>barelyleft<b>,</b><b>and</b><b>she</b>was<b>already</b>intears.Howhadbenevernoticedshewasthisclingybefore?
Emeledidn’treplyandjusttriedtowalkaway.ButWim,usedtobeingobeyed,grabbedherhandfirmle
Emleshot<b>him</b><b>a</b>look.“Mr.Middleton,areyounningtogetphysicgain?”
Wiliamgaveheradisdainfullook.“DoyouthinkI’dletyou<b>p</b><b>me</b><b>a</b>thirdtime?”
Emeliepressedherlipstogether.“Iremembertellingyou,Mr.<b>Middleton</b>,<b>that</b>whenpushed,Icandoanything.”
Wimchuckled“Areyoutryingtointimidatemeagain?”
Emellereplied,“Whocouldpossiblyintimidate<b>you</b>,Mr.Middleton?<b>just</b>awordfrom<b>you</b><b>,</b><b>and</b>someone’bmysteriouslycatchesfire”
Williamsteppedcloser.“Emelie,wereyoupretendingwhile<b>you</b>werebymysidebefore,<b>or</b><b>are</b>youpertendingnow?Ineverrealizedyoucouldbe<b>so</b>sarcastic.”
Emeliehadnointerestinmgagingwithhim<b>.</b>Shejustwanted<b>to</b>distanceherselffromhim.ButWilliamdidn’treleaseherarm,andEmeltefelt<b>a</b><b>pang</b>inherstomach.
Havingskippedbothbreakfastand<b>lunch</b>,shewasstartingtofeelufortable.
<b>During</b>hertimeassecretaryatClouderCorporation<b>,</b>Irregrmeals<b>or</b>evenskippingthemaltogetherwermunion.
However,inthepasttwomonths,assheregainedherhealth,her<b>stomach</b>hadbeparticrlysensitive.
Emelieteasharpspesandinstinctivelybentover,holdingherstomach.
Lookingdownthat,willneered,“You’retryingadifferentapproachnow?!
Hewonderedifherintentionhadshiftedfromthreateningorphysicallyattackinghimtosettinghimupforassault.
Takingamomenttoregainheposure,Emelieremainedsilent.Willumstudiedherforafewseconds,questioningthereaction<b>was</b>genuine.
<b>Ercole</b>wasadamantaboutnotshowinganyvulnerabilityinhispresence.Leaningagainstthewallforsupport,sheforcedherselftostandup,intendingtoheadbacktotheroom<b>to</b><b>grab</b>somethingtoeat.
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Suddenly,Williampushedopenthedoortoanemptyroomnearbyanddragged herinside.Startled,Emelieeximed,“William!Whatareyouuptonow?”