Ella pouted to show her disapproval, sick of being threatened by Samuel. "Samuel, go away!"
Said Ella in a firm, commanding voice, pretending to be irritated.
She wanted to see how patient Samuel would be, and to what extent he would concede to her.
"Okay, I'll go. But..." There was no sign of anger on Samuel's face, as he treated her so tenderly.
His reaction left Ella puzzled for a moment. Did Samuel really want to get back together again?
"You have to promise me one thing first."
"What?"
Ella glared at him, curious about what he was going to request from her.
'A promise should not be that hard to agree to, ' Ella thought.
"From now on, even if I lie to you, you shouldn't be cross with me. You should trust that I'll never cross the line." Ella thought about how she had crossed the line already, by not telling him about their daughter. Ella began to fidget.
Samuel watched as Ella squirmed on her bed, thinking that she was trying to find a comfortable position but had a nagging thought that she was keeping something from him.
After all the years in the entertainment industry, Ella hadn't learned how to lie. She was so easy to read, especially when she was keeping a secret.
"Deal!" Samuel replied succinctly, thinking that he needed to handle one issue at a time. Ella felt embarrassed that she had been hesitant and indecisive. On numerous occasions, she had either rejected him or driven him away.
"Okay I promise."
Her point-blank reply led to a tight hug and ardent kisses.
After a few seconds, their moans and groans echoed in the luxury ward. "Not here. It's hard to breathe, "
"Don't worry, I'll give you an artificial respiration, "
"No ..."
"Put your injured arm aside, so I won't touch it by accident." A bright flash of red washed over Ella's face. Why? Was she shy?
Samuel was indeed an old rogue. What's worse, the door of the ward was made of transparent glass! "Shame on you! No! If you don't let me go, I will shove your face with my injured ar
When her sister ran away from the wedding, Autumn was forced to marry Charles.
His name had been linked to innumerable ladies.
He had different girlfriends for every day of a year.
Autumn had never thought that she would fall in love with him.
g slyly.
But deep down, he regretted that he hadn't had a high-profile engagement to make Daisy cry.
He had wanted to make her feel the pain he felt when she broke his heart. Samuel looked at Ella who was still fast asleep with mixed emotions of pity and pleasure. It turned out that Catherine's proposal was effective, at least it had proven that she cared for him.
Samuel stared at Chuck, and a memory nudged its way to his mind. "Remind me Chuck. Three years and eight months after your wife ran away, weren't you holding a bouquet of roses on Valentine's Day? Who was the lucky lady huh?"
This succeeded in raising Daisy's doubt.
When she looked up at Chuck, his face was ridden with guilt. She had thought Chuck was such a freak that no girls would be interested in. It seemed that she was very much mistaken.
Daisy grabbed his tie and led him out of the ward. "Let's talk."
"Have fun you two." Samuel chuckled, waving his hand and avoiding Chuck's eyes, which were blazing with anger.
Glancing at the other three couples, Samuel decided to start with Eason, "Big brother..." This caught Eason's attention.
He ignored Eason's warning, and said, "Eason, an American girl called Lily asked me for your number some time ago, and talked about your 'three-year agreement' with her. I'm dying to know what happened next, hmm."