Chapter 365 Happiness


    The door to the penthouse sulte swung open <b>as </b>soon as William swiped the room card, pulling Emelie into his arms as they stepped inside. Emelie stumbled slightly on the doormat, and William immediately lifted her. Before she could react, he lossed her passionately.


    His kiss was filled with emotion <b>and </b>intensity, even <b>a </b>hint of recklessness, as if he wasn’t theposed, aloof Mr. Middleton anymore.


    He was simply a man driven by desire for his woman.


    Emelie struggled to catch her breath. Her mind went nk, and she felt somewhat bewildered. It seemed that she hadn’t agreed to this.


    She <b>just </b>what was it?


    Emelie was thrown off, her mind a jumble. She was unable to remember anything. All she could recall at this moment was the fireworks filling the square.


    Her fingers clutched tightly at William’s suit. Sensing her heavy breathing, William released her lips and kissed her eyes instead. He nted gentle kisses on the delicate <b>skin </b>beneath them.


    <b>Emelie’s </b>eyshes trembled involuntarily as she saw William with <b>closed </b>eyes. His expression was gentle <b>and </b><b>tender</b>.


    He had been unusually gentletely, especially tonight. It was aplete departure from <b>his </b><b>old </b><b>sell</b>


    Emelie had never been treated like this before. It felt as if her battered body was being gently tended to, with someone carefully applying ointment and then softly blowing on the wounds.


    Her heart ttered intensely. After a moment of stiffness<b>, </b>she began to rx.


    This rxation signaled her silent consent


    William naturally understood. He let out a soft chuckle.


    He rarely smiled. When <b>he </b>did, Emelie felt uneasy. Her hand that had been clutching <b>his </b>suit <b>was </b>now pushed against his chest.


    But William <b>wasn’t </b>about to give her the chance to change her mind.


    He tilted up her chin and kissed her again. His usual style returned to being dominant, forceful, and in control of everything.


    Without even tuming on the lights, they headed <b>straight </b>into the bedroom.


    Emelie’s hand rested on his pillow, catching the familiar scent of his cologne. Her gaze was somewhat <b>unfocused </b>as William kissed her chin, then removed the cost.


    As he started to go further, he noticed faint red marks on her blouse.


    He paused for a moment, realizing he had forgotten to close the curtains <b>in </b>his state. The streetlight streaming in made everything dim and unclear, so william switched on the bedsidemp


    Bloodstains<b>?</b>


    He looked up and <b>asked</b><b>, </b>“Are you injured? Where does it hurt?”


    She didn’t know what he was talking about at first. Emelle lowered her head and recalled the <b>hair</b>–covered skull, realizing it must have sttered onto <b>her </b>clothes when it popped out.


    Her hair spread across the white pillow, and she briefly exined the “<b>prank</b>“. Finally understanding the reason for her poor mood that afternoon, William had <b>a </b>moment of realization


    “Did you call <b>the </b>police?”


    Emelie shook her head. “It’s someone online, hard to trace. Besides, going <b>to </b>the police station…”


    She didn’t want to go there again.


    William asked, “Are you still <b>afraid</b><b>?</b>”


    She was a little <b>afraid</b>, but Emelie didn’t answer. William whispered, “I’ll help you forget<b>.</b>”


    Emelie had intended to <b>ask </b>him <b>how </b>he could help her forget


    After that, Emelie couldn’t remember anything else.


    She had heard before that sex and violence were the best ways to vent emotions.


    she now thought that maybe that statement was true.


    When William held her in <b>the </b>end, Emelle saw a bright light. She heard what seemed like dozens of miles away, people gathered in the square, hot and vibrant They were counting down together


    Five, four, three, two..


    Apanied by fireworks, everyone shouted, “Happy New Year!”


    It seemed like William had heard it too. He whispered in <b>her </b><b>ear</b><b>, </b>“Sweetie, Happy New Year.”


    Emelse didn’t say anything. She hopped William’s neck and closed her eyes. Tears appeared at theers of hereyes.Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.