Chapter 221 Playing Hard to Get

Emelie stood firm and refused to budge. William let out a deep sigh. "You've got me all worked up, and you won't even make a small gesture?" Emelie shot back, unyielding, "What kind of gesture do you expect? Should I bring you flowers? "Instead of beating around the bush, why not just say, 'If you don't help me get water, I'll leak your photos,' then maybe I'll consider helping." William couldn't help but chuckle despite the tension. "Alright, if you drive me to my grave, I'll print your photo and stick it on my tombstone for everyone to see." Emelie couldn't hold back. "Are you nuts?" William clenched his jaw, opting to ignore her jab. He pushed the blanket aside, grimacing as he pressed against his wound. He seemed determined to get up and fetch water himself. Emelie watched him closely, fearing he might aggravate his injury and end up back in surgery in the dead of night. With Lyle, who was fiercely loyal to William, present, no one dared make William uncomfortable, lest they