Call William Novelas e Histórias

"Although I've done you wrong, you still have to give me a chance to right my wrongs, Daphne! But you refused to give me a chance to do that! Aren't you being cruel right now?" I halted in my tracks. Then, I turned around to glare at William coldly. "You're the cruel one." I didn't hesitate to turn on my heel and leave. William could only sit where he was, his body already stiff. For a moment, he seemed rather lost, as though he had lost a part of him. A long time later, he dug out his phone and called his assistant. "I want you to investigate the incident behind Daphne's miscarriage." After ending the call, William hunched over gloomily. The corners of his eyes were starting to redden.

I felt used , the words he told me that day hurt me , I was hurt , he was the least person that I expected it from . As I got out of the bathtub , I saw a call from Ava, she was in school now since I left her behind while leaving with my uncle . “ Bitch , I missed you , don’t tell me you didn’t ?” I asked her as I put the pills into my mouth and swallowed them . “ When are you going home , your uncle called “ she cut me off . I went silent, I didn’t know how to process that , what did she mean by he called .

Sending her an email wouldn't help, it would only give her too much time to come up with an answer. I stopped myself, however, and called William instead. "William," I said when the call connected. "I have finally done what you suggested." Relief washed over me, a wave of tension releasing with each word. William's chuckle sent a shiver down my spine, despite its usual warmth. "Hey man, how are you?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of interest. I leaned back in my chair, a slow, wide grin spreading across my face. "Great, actually," I purred, the word dripping out.

“What if I do?” William looked at her but she looked away. What was he saying? After all that he did to her… how could he say those words that might stir her heart once more? Was he not proposing to that girl when she saw them? “Then, I am sorry to tell you this: she won’t want you back,” Callum smirked. “Having someone like me by her side for the past week, do you think she would even think about you?” “You’re lying,” William said through gritted teeth. “Why would she want a man like you?”

he mumbles. "They sure will," the guy scoffs, "A loyal man is an honourable man," Before he could say anything, Tyler receives a call. He wipes his hand and swears when he sees William's name on the screen. He asks his subordinates to stay with their captives and heads outside the grey room. He clears his throat and picks up, "Will?" "Hey, Tyler. Are you alright? You're panting," William's sweet voice warms up his heart and calms his anger down.

Simon asked. “Yes,” William responded. “What if they want something else?” Simon muttered under his breath as he flipped a hand through his hair, pulling down his tie in frustration. “Something else? What could that be?” William asked, his brows squeezed together. At that moment, William’s phone rang; he pulled it out and saw it was a call from Simon’s private team. “It’s Hillary,” William said, looking up at Simon. “Put it on speakerphone.” Simon stated. Simon picked up the call and placed it on speakerphone as he responded, “Hi Hillary, any new updates?”

Alright" William ended the call, and suddenly buried his face in the pillow, thrashing around the mattress in frustration. Leo is going to kill me! He is definitely going to have his head when he finds out about my marriage. William toes curled thinking about the storm his chaotic friend was going to evoke. That was the scene Jacob walked in on. William felt the intense stare and quickly bolted upright,tucking his scattered hair behind his ear. Jacob stood at the dressing room doorway, one eyebrow raised as he watched William frantically sit up. He looked like a startled kitten caught doing something it shouldn't. “Something Wrong?” Jacob asked, his voice calm, laced with a subtle amusement.

She wouldn’t go down without a fight. Pulling out her phone, she made a call. The line rang once, twice, before a voice answered. “Bella.” Her breath hitched. “William.” A beat of silence, then a low chuckle. “Calling me now? After everything?” Bella forced steel into her voice. “We need to talk.” “I don’t think we do,” William replied, amused. “You’re no longer useful to me.” Her nails dug into her palm. “Don’t be so sure.”

William took out his phone and hesitated for a long time before finally calling me. He pursed his lips into a tight line as he seemed nervous about the call. "William." It was Jessica. Clearly, William recognized her voice as well. He said nonchalantly, "Please let Sarah answer the phone." "Sarah can't take your call," Jessica said coldly.

The moment outside the hall felt peaceful — a stark contrast to the chaos and arrogance brewing inside. Fate was aligning the pieces carefully, preparing the scene for truths that would soon shake the entire hall. ******* William removed his phone from his pocket as a buzz vibrated through it. He glanced at the screen, reading what looked like a message. His expression tightened slightly, though not with anger, more like urgency. He looked up at the two ladies. “Julia, I’m sorry,” William said, his voice still respectful. “But can you two head in first? I have to answer a call.”