Winning Her Heart Back



Chapter 914 High School Chronicles: The Token

It was 6:45 am in the morning. Emelie was walking to school as she ran into her classmate along the way. So, they walked together.

However, Emelie seemed off that day. Her classmate noticed and asked, "Are you feeling okay? Did you stay up late studying again?"

"No. I went to bed early last night, but I feel a little dizzy. Not sure what's wrong," Emelie said.

Her classmate touched Emelie's forehead and confirmed that she didn't have a fever.

"I've got some balm with me. Want some?" her classmate said.

Emelie replied. "Sure, thanks."

"Don't mention it," her classmate said.

Since Emelie had skipped a grade, she was the youngest in the class. Emelie was two years younger than her classmate, who treated her like a little sister.

Emelie applied the balm to her temples. After that, she returned it to her classmate, who was staring off into the distance.

"Isn't that William over there? Standing by his car, talking to someone? He even got bodyguards with him," she said.

Emelie didn't catch what she had said. She thought that her classmate had just spotted someone familiar and said, "Want to go say hi?"

Her classmate showed an exaggerated expression. "Who dares?"

No one in their right mind would casually greet William.

Emelie's classmate grabbed her hand and urged, "Let's go."

But as soon as Emelie started running, her head throbbed even more.

When William turned his head and saw Emelie's retreating figure. As her school uniform skirt twirled in the breeze, his gaze deepened.

"Will." The woman in the car called out to him.

William's expression turned neutral again as he retracted his gaze.

"You two are over seventy, combined. If you still can't take responsibility for your choices, you've practically wasted your lives." His voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

The woman fell silent for a moment before speaking again. "I've tried my best to tolerate him, but he openly moved in with his secretary. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to divorce him. Otherwise, they'll drive me mad."

William remained silent.

He breathed steadily, the dull ache in his chest rising again. It wasn't sharp enough to truly hurt, but it was there, lingering.

This woman was his biological mother, and she was finally going to leave Henry.

A business marriage had forcibly tied these two strangers together for twenty years. They had never argued or fought and lived as if the other didn't exist.

They were silent and repressed. They would sit at the same dinner table without ever exchanging a glance.

Sometimes, William thought they were insane. Maybe everyone was crazy.

Despite that, they were his parents, the ones who gave him life.

Whitney was better than Henry in some ways. Perhaps because William was her son, she'd held on to a sliver of maternal love. But in recent years, she had developed bipolar disorder. During her episodes, she could even turn violent.

"Just end everything. I've been telling you-if it's not working, leave. There's no need to torture yourself. Just let me know when the papers are signed." William spoke calmly.

"It's already done. I'll be leaving Capebatt City today," Whitney replied with hesitation. William's throat tightened. "Ah..."

Whitney's eyes glistened with tears as she looked at him. "Will, do you hate me? You haven't been home for days. I had no choice but to come to your school to find you."

A mocking smile tugged at William's lips. "You guys haven't been home either, have you?"

The family of three each lived in separate houses, and none of them returned to what was supposed to be their home.

"I don't hate you. Don't overthink it. Where are you going after you leave Capebatt City?" William said in a flat tone.

"I'm going to Sentiland. It's good staying there. I want to focus on getting treatment first," Whitney replied.

"Is everything arranged? Your place, and the doctors. Do you have someone to take care of you?" William asked.

"Uncle Kaden has sorted it all out," she said softly.

"Yeah..." William sneered internally upon hearing the mention of Kaden.

Whitney felt a pang of guilt. She was finally freeing herself from the chains that had bound her for most of her life. She could finally walk away.

However, William was still only in high school. Despite his maturity and independence, she wasn't sure if he could handle it.

"Don't worry, Will. The divorce agreement clearly states that your father can't have more children, even if he remarries. The Middleton estate and Cloudex will be yours one day."

It was the last thing that she could do for her son.

William shook his head slightly.

At that moment, he wasn't desperate to get the Middleton family home or Cloudex. Henry could have ten more children, and it wouldn't matter. If William wanted the legacy, he could take them back. Whitney didn't need to wear herself out for his sake.

He bent down and gave Whitney a hug. "You've been through a lot these years. Take care of yourself. If I have time during the holidays, I'll visit you in Sentiland."

Whitney nodded emotionally and pulled out a small box. "Here. This is for you."

William opened it to find a small, translucent crystal, no bigger than his thumb. He

recognized it immediately.

"Grandma gave this to you," he said.

"Yes. Your grandmother said a master blessed it and it brings good fortune," Whitney said.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

William handed it back to her. "You should keep it."

Whitney shook her head.

"Wear it. It'll put my mind at ease," she said.

It was only then that William took the crystal and placed it around his neck.

Whitney nodded with approval as tears welled in her eyes.

After he saw Whitney's car off, William tucked the crystal inside his school uniform. He let it

rest against his skin. Then, he headed into the campus.

William was normally quiet and reserved, but he was even colder that day, almost icy.

During the break, a few friends who usually hung out with William came over. However, he barely acknowledged them. An aura of tension surrounded him, making him seem

unapproachable.

It was unusual. Though William was aloof by nature, he was decent to his friends. But that day, he shut everyone out completely.

He rested his head on the desk and ignored everyone, his crystal necklace dangling at his neck. Suddenly, someone saw the grain chain at his neck. It looked like an accessory, and

William rarely wore any.

"What's this?" One curious classmate reached out and tugged at the necklace.

William instantly snapped his head up, his eyes red with anger. He grabbed the classmate by the collar and slammed him against the wall, fury etched into his face.

"Don't touch my stuff!" he yelled.

Everyone around froze in shock, quickly jumping in to defuse the situation. "Alright! No

one's gonna touch it! Calm down. Will, let go!"

William's countenance remained dark. He shoved the classmate away and stormed out of

the classroom.

"Will! Come back! We've got a test later!" A classmate called after him upon recalling

something.

William ignored them, and he didn't return for the next few classes.

At noon, a sudden rainstorm hit, casting the skyin an ominous shade of gray.

A student checked the weather on their phone. The weather forecast predicted a typhoon had veered toward Capebatt City. There was going to be heavy rain later in the day.

Emelie didn't hear any of that. She was slumped over her desk with her eyes closed. Her head throbbed painfully, like a balloon being pumped beyond its limit. The relentless pounding in her skull made her feel awful.

Emelie had just gone to the school to nurse. The nurse checked her temperature and confirmed that there was no fever. The nurse applied some balm to soothe her headache and

advised her to go home if things didn't improve.

Emelie had wanted to push through, but the discomfort grew worse. In the end, she asked her homeroom teacher for permission to leave early.