Trapped with a Lawyer novel Chapter 67

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.