Chapter 792 I'm Not Your Wife
Emelie mocked William, "You're acting as if you wouldn't still follow me if I refuse."
If she refused, he would just follow her covertly instead of overtly.
William smiled lightly. "So, you're agreeing then?"
Emelie had already turned to leave. "Let's see if there's a flower shop selling lilies on the way."
William watched her proud demeanor and thought to himself that the weather was just perfect.
"Sure," he said.
William hadn't brought his assistant or driver; he was driving himself.
Emelie treated him like a chauffeur. Instead of getting into the front seat, she went straight to the back.
William smiled, closed the door, and got into the car.
As the car started, Emelie rolled down the window to get some fresh air and glanced behind through the side mirror. Whatever she saw made her smile fade, and her lips forming a cold line.
"You and Wesley—" William started to say.
However, Emelie cut him off immediately. "I don't talk to drivers."
William smoothly asked, "Then ca

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