Samuel looked back at the mischievous woman and found that she had buried herself in the quilt again.
He uncovered the quilt through a gap Ella had left unconsciously. "God! Get off me! Go away!" Ella tittered and screamed.
Samuel held Ella in his arms and kissed her again.
A faint taste of blood spread across their mouths.
"Ew..." The strange voice that she made, made Samuel's face turn black with anger. He released her instantly.
Ella did that deliberately. She snickered, licked her lips and feigned enjoyment of the remaining taste of blood.
"Damn! Must you be so spoilt? Being kissed by me is an honor you know?" Samuel stared at the snickering woman in contempt. How ungrateful she was!
Her honor?
All Ella wanted to do was to laugh loudly. If she weren't in the hospital, she would have done so.
"Samuel, why didn't I notice all your arrogance and self-love before?" It must because he disguised himself in such a perfect way, which bewitched her.
Wearing a suit, the man leaned against the head of the bed, a faint smile lingering at the corner of his mouth.
What could he do? He was happy at the sight of Ella, especially seeing that she was getting angry because of his teasing.
"There are lots of things you still don't know." For example, only he knew whether their divorce was valid or not.
Ex-husband and ex-wife? Interesting. He would like to continue playing this game with her.
He would earn her compliance and then correct the wrong perceptions and ideas that she had in her mind.
He wasn't worried about Catherine, since she knew clearly what was going on between them.
Ella was too tired to quarrel with him. She fell asleep quickly with her head tilting and breathing evenly.
The men tilted her head onto his chest, lay in bed and stared at the sleeping woman.
Four years had gone by, but there was no sign of time on her face. She was just slightly more mature than before.
However, Samuel was quite upset when he thought about she still hated him because of forcing her to have an abortion.
He thought that perhaps, he wouldn't have lost her if the child had not been aborted.
Now he was more than thirty years old. In fact, when he thought about it carefully, he should never have turned her down if she insisted on giving birth to the child.
After all, she was a mother. He should not have forced her to kill her own child.
Putting his strong hands on Ella's wounded face, Samuel stared at her, with a mixture emotions, love and pity, filling his heart.
'Ella, you abandoned me and your son for four years. Did you regret it?
Except for Jerry, did you miss me?' His questions remained unvoiced.
...
The next day, Ella woke up and found that it was late in the morning. The breakfast had been put beside the microwave by the nurse.
Samuel had disappeared. Ella would have thought that last night was a dream if it wasn't for the faint smell of the cologne that Samuel liked to wear, lingering in the air.
Soon after, the door was open. Melody and Jerry came in.
"Mommy!" Jerry was happy to see his mom and ran to Ella immediately.
She hugged Jerry, relieved, and greeted Melody. "Grandma, you shouldn't have come here. I'm okay, really."
Melody had brought soup which Mrs. Qi had made early in the morning, and proceeded to place it on the desk.
"How could I stop worrying about you without seeing you myself?" She walked towards Ella, distressed at the sight of the wounds on her face.
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