273 For Her


    William had taught her many skills, and golf was the one she excelled at the most. Maybe it was because that was the first time he had stood up for her, teaching her not to Chapter tak every insult.


    The towell in Emelie’s hand had gone cold, but she still held onto it. Water dripped from her fingertips to the ground like tears.


    William had been good to her. This only made his betrayal painful, revealing his true, ugly nature


    Patricia sald William was <b>good </b>to her now. His current “kindness” was a transaction, a form of ckmail, a possessive obsession that kept him from letting her go. It meant


    nothing.


    Patricia stopped watching Bryan and Cam’s intimate moment. She recalled something. She turned to Emelle and said, “I actually have no rtionship with Mr. Middleton. You should be more wary of another woman.


    Emelie handed the towel to Ss and looked at her.


    “It’s the woman Cam mentioned earlier, Ms. Allen. We yed poker togetherst night, and I got the feeling that she’s interested in Mr. Middleton,” Patricia said seriously.


    Elena? Emelie hadn’t expected this. She barely remembered her, only that she was Charles‘ cousin with an exotic–looking <b>face</b>.


    She didn’t care who was interested <b>in </b>William, but since Patricia was kind enough to tell her


    William suddenly smiled. “How long ago was that? Are you still jealous?!!


    Emelie was speechless. She was simply curious.


    But if he insisted on calling it jealousy<b>, </b><b>so </b>be it. Otherwise, denying it would lead to endless teasing


    william looked down at her. “Why are you still wearing the chest protection if you’re done ying? Doesn’t it feel restrictive?Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Only then did Emelie realize she still had the chest protection on, just <b>as </b>she was about to <b>turn </b>and remove it, William reached out and ripped open the velcro strap under her chest With the restraint gone, <b>her </b><b>chest </b>visibly rxed


    Emelie felt a surge of anger at being treated this way in broad daylight, in front of everyone. She pursed her lips and quickly took off the chest protection. She handed the equipment to ss,


    William grabbed her arm. “What’s the matter?


    He could sense her displeasure, but he was always so willed. “Is there any part of you that isn’t mine? is there anywhere I can’t tooch?”


    He had always considered her his possession. He believed he could do whatever he wanted.


    Emelle’s voice was firm. You can think whatever you <b>like</b><b>. </b>No one can change your mind anyway”


    William looked at her for a moment before pulling her into his arms, <b>his </b>voice low and coaxing. “Sweetie, is something this small worth getting upset over<b>?</b>


    No one could change his mind<b>. </b>That much was true.


    But William was in high spirits now, so he added<b>, </b>“You can try. Maybe <b>I’ll </b>change for you.”