Trapped with a Lawyer

Emma, covering herself with the quilt, heard what they said clearly. 'It must have been that damn Ella! She's always trying to retaliate against me." Her voice was neither loud nor low, but all people could hear it.

Speaking of retaliation, no one would think it was overstated. Especially after the farce between them at the hotel last night.

Ella, as Samuel's wife, was likely to make Emma suffer.

"How did she know that?" Samuel looked at Anna coldly.

Anna told Samuel what happened when she ordered lunch. She didn't believe Ella would do that. However, the evidences all pointed towards her.

It was not a big deal, but it couldn't be ignored. Emma was fine. Now it all boiled down to what Samuel would do next.

Samuel walked to the bedside calmly, trying to pull off Emma's quilt.

Emma grasped the quilt tightly, "Go away. I don't want you to see me like this!"

"Emma." Hearing Samuel's voice, Emma seemed to calm down.

She uncovered her eyes slowly. Her forehead was covered with red spots.

"Samuel." Felt wronged, Emma was in tears.

"How are you?" There was not a trace of love in his words. He was not showing any sign of care or gentleness as Emma would expect of him.

She covered her head again, "Go! I won't forgive Ella." Emma was convinced that it was Ella.

Samuel looked at her and didn't say anything, "Have a good rest. I'll bear all your expenses."

He would bear all expenses. Everyone knew what Samuel meant instantly.

He was defending Ella. It was not important whether Ella did it or not. The point was he would solve it quietly before this thing got out.

Emma was pissed off. Regardless of the rash on her face, she lifted up the quilt and sat up, "Samuel, you are really so in love with Ella? Even if she hurt me, you still choose to ignore it?" Hearing what she said, Samuel stopped at the door. But he just stopped for a second. Soon he said without looking back, "She is my wife. Of course I love her."

Emma caught the loophole in his words immediately, "So you love her out of a sense of duty or love?"

After she said that, the ward became quiet again. The hotel manager had already slipped away.

Anna and Catherine took a look at each other and left the ward.

Samuel and Emma were left alone in the ward. Samuel said coldly, "This is not important."

"It's not important to you, but it's very important to me." Emma looked at his back and bit her lower lip tightly. She took a deep breath and continued, "If it is the former, I'll be very happy. Samuel..." She hoped that it was the former. Because it meant that she would still have a chance.

Samuel looked sullen. He said, "Have a good rest." The he left the ward.

After talking to Emma's attending physician and making sure she was fine, he drove to the company.

He felt distressed on his way. When he returned to the office, Ella was taking a nap in the lounge.

As soon as he opened the door, Ella woke up, "Samuel, how is Emma?" She was asking after Emma's condition out of sheer concerns for Samuel, because she knew that if something bad happened to Emma Samuel's company would be in trouble.

Samuel stared at her face, from which he saw care and anxiety.

She cared about her love rival? Why was she anxious?

"The doctor has put her on a drip. The rash will clear slowly." He told the truth.

Ella sighed with relief. It was good to hear that. Samuel wouldn't suffer then.

"Well, how did it happen?" She got out of bed and went to fetch a bottle of water for Samuel.

Samuel shook his head and didn't answer her, "Don't you hate Emma for what happened last night?" Samuel wondered whether she want to retaliate against Emma after she saw Emma flirted with him? Ella stopped unscrewing the lid of the purified water. Why did Samuel ask that? Did he care about what she thought?

With a sweet smile, Ella unscrewed the lid of the purified water, handed it to Samuel and pouted slightly, "I do hate her. Didn't I tell you that?"

Samuel looked at her hand holding his arm. He was surprised to see Ella being so straight forward about hating Emma.

Did she do that?

His sudden silence made Ella anxious, "Samuel, are you upset that I hate her?" She let go of Samuel's arm and asked.

Samuel thought of Emma in hospital and said, "It's unnecessary to retaliate against someone you hate." He didn't like scheming girls. He hoped that Ella was not such a person.

It was unnecessary? What did Samuel mean? She asked tentatively, "Is it possible that Emma got allergic because the hotel chef added pepper to the dish?"

Hearing what she asked, Samuel screwed the lid of the purified water without drinking it, "No, someone did it purposely. The specific person remains to be investigated."

Someone did it purposely? Ella was not stupid. She looked at the unusual expression on Samuel's face, "You think I did it?" On second thought, she was the most likely suspect among all the people in the

room.

She was upset, because she hoped that Samuel could trust her.

"Was it you? If that is the case, you should go to the hospital to apologize to Emma."

The consequence of this thing was not very serious. He could forgive her if she apologized to Emma.

He didn't force Ella to do that, but Ella thought it sounded harsh.

"I didn't!" For the first time, Ella talked to Samuel loud.

Samuel looked at Ella, who seemed to be getting angry. He might have misunderstood her, "It's okay. It's good that you didn't do that. I hate deception above all things. I trust you." He would never deceive her, and she couldn't deceive him, either.

If one day he found out that she was lying to him, he didn't know what he would do.

He held her in his arms and patted her back gently.

At this moment, Ella was anxious. Samuel said that he hated deception above all things. She... What could she do? She must keep that thing secret from him.

The lounge was quiet. Neither of them spoke again.

After a long time, "Samuel..." Ella said softly. Her voice softened Samuel's heart.

"Yes?" He looked down at Ella in his arms.

"If someone deceives you... I mean if that was true, what will you do to her?" She didn't dare to look at his eyes, but asked in a tentative manner. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐