Trapped with a Lawyer

Chapter 67 You Must Be Kidding Me

She wanted to scream! But she bit her tongue when she saw Samuel.

Samuel was not in a good mood. In fact, he was in a rage. Terrified, Ella stared at him, helplessly.

"Feeling guilty?" Samuel asked coldly. Ella was confused.

Ella pushed Samuel slightly, but he stood firmly, starting at her with a furious look.

"Excuse me?" Guilty? Why?

Samuel was growing angrier by the second. He grasped Ella's jaw with his index finger and thumb.

"Ella you are some kind of actor! You don't need to pretend to be innocent!"

Though, truth be told, had it not been for the picture, Samuel would have probably believed her.

"Please, I don't understand. Please explain. Why do I need to pretend to be innocent?" She was

honestly confused. Why couldn't he make himself clear?

Ella was becoming frustrated at the baffling nature of his interrogation.

Samuel let go of Ella's jaw and pointed toward the office building behind the car. "Why do you work

there?"

Ella was speechless. Then she mustered, "It's just work, that's all. Please, I'm not looking for any

trouble." Ella pushed Samuel away and slide to the other side of the back seat. She sat upright, erect.

Samuel conceded to her push and noticed briefly that she wasn't wearing her diamond ring. "Where's

your ring?" he asked.

"I never wear it to work. It's not convenient, " she responded. "I always leave it at home." Truth be told,

leaving the ring at home made sense. Ella's ring solicited immediate envy. It was truly an admirable and

magnificent diamond.

Strangers had, on many occasions asked her about the ring. Some had even asked whether Sum had

bought it for her.

"Not convenient?" Samuel prodded. "Do you think it's an eyesore when you stay with your lover?" he

continued. Samuel's voice became mocking as he asked her questions. Ella felt herself becoming

angry.

She further shifted herself away from Samuel, than pouted angrily, "So what if that's it? Does it matter?

You also have a mistress. How could you blame me?" There was a small crowd near the car.

Samuel felt hurt. He knew that she loved him, how could she say such a thing?

"You bitch, I should have divorced you, " he responded. Samuel was fuming.

But how could he call her a bitch? Irritated, Ella responded simply, "Divorce? Fine! I don't love you

anymore anyway!"

He could play games all day if he wanted. Ella, a proud woman, was not going to participate.

"Bravo! Divorce!" Samuel quipped.

"Fine than, you can have everything for all I care. But I want my son!" How could he really want a

divorce? Ella thought.

"You want you son, huh? Never." Samuel responded coldly.

"Samuel you bastard, give him to me! He's mine!" As she spoke, Ella felt her hand rising instinctively to

slap Samuel.

Samuel caught her hand mid-air. "How could you think you could have the baby without me? Or we can

have a lawsuit?" Samuel sneered at her.

A lawsuit? "Go to hell!" Ella took a long look at Samuel. If there was a lawsuit, she just had to lose!

"Ella, I don't want to hear anymore of this from you." Samuel frowned. He was disappointed in her.

"I'm never listening to you again! Samuel, you bastard!" Ella was not a fool, and suddenly she wanted

out of the car. She pulled on the handle and tried to open door.

Samuel's meaty hand caught her and forced her back into her seat. Samuel shut the door hard. He

began to move over her and placed his hands on her legs.

Shocked, Ella could see what he wanted now. She squirmed as his hand slid up her waist. Not to

mention the fact that they were mere meters from the company front door, outside was broad daylight.

Not here, Ella thought to herself.

"Let go of me!" She ripped his hand from her waist and bit into the fat part of his palm.

Lacking the desired reaction, she bit him again, harder. Samuel pulled his hand back and inspected the

damage. The bite mark was red and wet with her spit. Responding angrily, he pinched her cheek with

his strong, thick fingers. "Now look what you've done. Apologize to me!" He commanded her with a

cold tone.

'Apologize', she thought to herself. "No way, either divorce me, or deal with me as I am." She said this

without regret. After all, he was just a man, she knew she could live without him.

"I am absolutely going to do that! And don't think you are going to be working here anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Ella immediately grew enraged.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? Work is my one private matter. You can't control that! Hmmmm."

It was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon.

It was peak hour and many of the employees had noticed the black Porsche idling in front of the

company entrance.

Some of the bolder workers had even walked closer to have a look. However, the night-black window

tint had concealed everything happening within.

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After Ella finally apologized to him, Samuel moved into the driver's seat and drove away quickly, Ella This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

still in the backseat.

At the Royal Valley Mansion

The car came to a stop slowly. Ella didn't want to get out of the car.

Ella leaned against the car window and ignored Samuel.

Even after Samuel finished smoking a cigarette, Ella still remained motionless.

When Samuel suddenly opened the door from outside, Ella nearly fell to the ground.

Catching her, Samuel walked towards the villa with Ella in his arms.

Ella did not resist. Samuel carried her into the bedroom and then disappeared into another room.

Twenty minutes later he returned.

He threw a pile of documents at her. "Sign your name here!" He said with ice-cold eyes.

Ella took a quick look at the documents. She read two words clearly, 'Divorce' and 'Settlement'.

She felt tears welling up in her eyes and blurring her vision. Samuel threw a black gemstone pen in

front of her.

So he really did want a divorce after all.

Her hands shaking, Ella took the pen in her left hand and held the page down with her right.

Seeing her hesitate, Samuel became agitated. He began to move forward, when suddenly Ella's phone

rang.

It was Eason.

Ella set the pen down and said, "Brother, " into the phone. She spoke softly and began to sweep the

tears from her eyes.

Samuel quietly pushed the divorce settlement papers away. Distracted by Eason, Ella didn't notice.

"You..." "What did you say!?" The sudden change in Ella's voice drew Samuel's attention back to her.

Whatever Eason had said, he seemed to repeat it again. Ella cried out once again, this time more

fiercely. "Brother, are you kidding me?"

Suddenly, Ella began to cry hysterically. Unhappy with the sudden intrusion, Samuel threw the divorce

papers on the floor.

Ella continued, "Brother, mom and dad only made you get married. How can you.. how could you..

curse them like this? Ella was beginning to hem and haw, and seemed to be getting out of breath.

Unable to bear seeing Ella in this mood, Samuel grabbed the phone from her hand and asked, "Eason,

what happened?"

Hearing Samuels voice, Eason regained his composure and begin to tell Samuel what had happened.

Then he asked Eason to bring Ella to the First People's Hospital. Something terrible had happened.

Mom and dad were gone. Ella needed to come bid her final farewell.

Samuel felt his heartbeat quicken. "Did this mean that… His parents-in-law… were dead?"