Chapter 913 Jealousy Among The Trio

"There's nothing I can do," Wesley said. He knew better than to argue with her. There was no winning against her. It was because every time she got upset, he would always give in. He unscrewed the lid of a thermos and handed it to her. "Drink this. I made it for you. Finish it." Emelie had her quirks, one of which was her reluctance to drink water. Because of this, Wesley had taken it upon himself to bring her a beverage daily, like one of those boys who would bring breakfast for their girlfriend. Emelie reluctantly took the thermos. "What is it?" "Lemon and passion fruit tea. Sweet and tangy, just the way you like it," he said. She took a sip. "Why is it warm?" Wesley, ever serious, replied, "Cold drinks aren't good for your health." Emelie mumbled, "You're worse than my dad." He was telling her when to sleep, when to drink water, and whether she could eat cold or hot food. Wesley raised an eyebrow. "Yesterday, I asked you to call me brother, but you refused. But now, yo