Trapped with a Lawyer novel Chapter 112

At Ella's reassurance, Melody breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so glad you're not angry. Go have dinner. Mrs. Qi has prepared a good meal." Melody rushed her to the dinner table and followed.

Ella sat at the dinner table and served herself a bowl of century egg.

When Melody sat down across her, she was puzzled for a moment and asked, "Grandma, do you want to eat again?"

As Ella spoke, she rose to get another set of tableware from the kitchen.

"Oh, no. I'm not hungry. Just enjoy your meal, my dear."

Melody grabbed her wrist to stop her. With the heater on, Ella had taken her coat off and was only wearing a sweater. When Melody pulled Ella, her sleeve rolled up, exposing her wrist.

The bruises on Ella's wrist shocked Melody greatly.

"My dear, what happened with your wrist?" She was about to roll the sleeve further up to see the rest.

Not wanting to let her grandmother see the other bruises, Ella hurriedly pulled away her wrist and covered it with her sweater.

"Grandma, I… It was an accident." She stammered as she tried to explain. There were more bruises on her neck and other parts of her body.

They were all from Samuel. Fortunately, the heavy clothes she wore in the early winter helped hide the bruises. With a silk scarf wrapped around the neck, the bruises remained hidden.

Melody felt heartbroken at the sight, and couldn't figure out what happened. It was evidently marked by fingers. "Samuel!" Melody exclaimed fiercely.

Ella bowed her head to her congee and said, "Grandma, You think too much." Her face instantly turned red. Even with her head down, Melody caught a glimpse of it.

"Ella, be honest with me. Are you unhappy with Samuel?" Melody looked at Ella seriously.

Ella hesitated. There was nothing she was unhappy about. But when Samuel became too much sometimes, it was difficult not to get upset.

Putting down her spoon, Ella looked at Melody. She carefully asked, "Grandma… If I were to divorce Samuel, would you accept it?"

Their marriage was in serious trouble. She had no choice but to leave it.

It was getting increasingly difficult for her to please him and get on his good side.

Samuel had constantly disappointed her. How long could she stay with him, when he was neither a trustworthy nor gentle husband?

Melody remained silent. Continuing to eat the congee, Ella said, "Grandma, it was hypothetical. After all, we have Jerry now. We can't just easily divorce."

When Ella mentioned Jerry, Melody felt relieved. But she had a rough idea of what this was all about. "Exactly, you have Jerry. If you two get divorced, Jerry would suffer the most. You need to think twice before doing anything."

Then Melody rose and went upstairs.

Ella was filled with shame as she watched Melody's retreating back. She was too stupid to use the word "divorce" in front of her grandmother. "Grandma is a wise woman. She must've fully understood what I said and what I wanted to say." Ella thought.

She sighed. As her grandmother said, she had to try and get along with Samuel for Jerry's sake.

After finishing the congee, Ella headed to the kitchen with the bowl in hand. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the door of the living room opening.

Not knowing who arrived, she put the leftovers into the refrigerator with little care about the person.

She put the bowl in the sink.

She washed up quickly. When she got out of the kitchen, a man was standing in the dining room, staring at her with hands in his pockets.

Glancing at him, Ella went around him to go upstairs.

When she reached the third step, Samuel questioned her, "Ella! Do you find it funny complaining to grandma?"

Taking a deep breath, she realized that that showing the video to Melody was as good as complaining.

She shook her head and went on her way upstairs.

"Did you enjoy getting our aged Grandma concerned and upset?" "Did she do that deliberately or unintentionally?" Samuel thought to himself.

Shaking her head again, Ella remained silent.

The sudden sound of heavy footsteps behind frightened her, making her pick up her pace.

She had no idea what she was terrified of, but when Samuel approached her, her immediate reaction was... to run away!

Samuel hardly set foot on the first step when she disappeared from sight.

He frowned and thought, "Is she afraid of me?"

How ridiculous that Ella, of all people, would be afraid of him! She's been fearless since she decided to be true to herself. Not buying it, Samuel was certain that she was just avoiding him.

Avoid? "The more you stay away, the closer I'll get. I'll soon get you because you'll have nowhere to hide." he thought.

He opened the door of their bedroom, only to find it empty.

Ella had fled to Melody's bedroom with Jerry in her arms as fast as possible.

When Samuel found her, she was putting Jerry on Melody's large bed. Ella had asked Melody to let her sleep with her tonight.

"Grandma." Samuel greeted Melody respectfully. Glancing at him, she said nothing.

Samuel walked to Ella and grabbed her wrist, saying to Melody, "Sleep early, Grandma. I want to talk to Ella."

Ella was pulled out of Melody's room by force.

Melody saw the cry for help in Ella's eyes when Samuel opened the door to step out.

"Samuel!" Her serious tone stopped them.

"Grandma, " Samuel answered.

"As your grandmother, you have to listen to me. Be gentle to your wife. Look what you've done to her! You've gone too far!" She wouldn't have known about Ella's suffering if she hadn't grabbed her wrist. And it didn't seem like Ella would've told her anything.

"I know, Grandma."

The two left the room, closing the door. Melody sighed as she watched Jerry fall asleep.

She walked slowly to the Buddha statue in her room, praying with clasped hands.

"May Buddha bless the couple and may everything turn out well. May they get through this difficult time in their marriage, and may the whole family enjoy peace and happiness."

Samuel dragged Ella back to their bedroom. He moved to lock the door from the inside.

Grabbing the opportunity, she ran to the closet with all her energy.

But she wasn't quick enough. The moment she tried to close the wardrobe door, Samuel squeezed his way inside with a furious look.

He pressed her against the closet forcefully.

When he unwrapped the silk scarf around her neck, the bruises caught his eye.

With a growing sense of foreboding, he immediately took off her sweater, leaving her dressed in only a thin white blouse.