Trapped with a Lawyer

Chapter 232 Do You Want Us to Freeze to Death

Indulging in Samuel's passionate kiss, Ella suddenly recalled that he had said there was a surveillance

camera monitoring the corridor.

She immediately clutched one of the man's large unscrupulous hands, and refused, "Please stop.

There is a camera filming us."

Samuel let out a groan of discontent. He had dragged them out here, well aware of the fact that there

was a camera, "Why bother watching others when we can make one of our own? "

Samuel was eager to make their own sex tape. "No...no...no, Sam. Let's just go back to our room. I

actually like doing it in bed."

Holding her face in his hands, Samuel grinned mischievously, "We're not going to the bedroom today. I

want to do it here."

"Please don't. It'd be awkward if any of the two kids were to come out and saw us." Both Jerry and

Jane were asleep. It would be really embarrassing if they saw Samuel and Ella having sex, if they woke

up to get some water to drink.

"Are you still curious about what you have watched?" Always curious about other men's affairs, Ella

was, in Samuel's opinion, really a naughty girl.

Perplexed for merely a second, Ella promptly grasped what Samuel was talking about, and then shook

her head a few times, "Not anymore. Sam, you are the best. Their's are way too small and are nothing

compared to yours. Yes, theirs are nothing compared to yours. Totally nothing."

Although Ella didn't point out what THEIRS and YOURS really referred to, Samuel guessed what she

was driving at. Fixating his eyes on Ella's, he asked, "What is small?"

"Nothing. Nothing." Realizing that she had been stammering the whole night, Ella really wanted to bite

off her tongue.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Samuel persisted. He wanted her to say the word. He moved closer to

her ear and blew on it sensually before saying, "Honey, say the word? I want to hear you say it. If not..."

Samuel proceeded to kiss and nibble on her neck. Ella knew he wouldn't let it go. 'Why does he want

me to say that shameful word?'

"If I told you, can we just move to somewhere else? The kitchen, balcony, bathroom or study room.

Wherever you want but not here."

Samuel lifted his brows a little. It seemed that Ella was getting excited.

"Alright!"

Now that Samuel had changed his mind, Ella gritted her teeth as she said the word, "Penis."

...

Despite the fact that he knew what she was referring too earlier, Samuel still felt a tingling sensation

after hearing Ella herself utter the word.

It was not until then that he realized that he had a wife who knew so much.

"Let's go."

Holding Ella in his arms, Samuel went to the third floor.

Ella wondered where they were going as they passed the dance room, gym, and flower room.

With the door leading to the balcony being pulled open, a blast of cold air sneaked into Ella's

nightdress. Why did Samuel bring her here? There was only a swimming pool.

"Samuel, do you want me to freeze to death?" In this severe winter, she wore only a nightdress. Even

though it was made of thermal, it still couldn't protect her from the piercing cold.

And Samuel was in a suit and tie. It didn't seem fair!

"Let you freeze to death? I can't afford that." Smiling, Samuel let Ella who was still in his arms take a

rest in the temporary lounge beside the pool.

Two or three minutes later, he threw her into the pool without warning, which caused her to shriek.

"AHHH! Help! This guy wants to kill me!" Ella didn't expect to be thrown in, so she ended up drinking

mouthfuls of water. At this moment, she doubted whether Samuel really loved her. Why did he throw

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Wearing only a pair of shorts and standing beside the pool, Samuel quietly watched her struggling in

the water. For some reason, he started laughing.

"I'm so...so...so cold. Samuel, I'm so cold..." Ella was on the brink of weeping. Samuel dived into the

water just before Ella was about to weep because of the coldness.

Shivering, Ella moved swiftly towards Samuel and held him very tight.

"Samuel, it was my fault. I will never ever watch the video again. Let's go to the bedroom where it's

warm, okay? " At the moment, Ella began to admire those accustomed to swimming in severe winters

mornings. Are their bodies made of iron?

Samuel lifted her and held her in his arms, "Are you cold?"

"Yes, I'm cold." What a stupid question he was asking, but she dared not say that.

"Let's do some exercises then. After that, you'll be fine."

"I don't want to exercise in this cold water... Can't we just go to our warm bedroom and make some

sweet love?" 'Samuel, do you want us to freeze to death in the water?', Ella murmured in her mind.

Faced with his filthy ideas, Ella once again admitted that she had failed.

"No. I love where we are now." Lowering his head, he kissed her shivering red lips, offering her his

warmth.

Ten minutes later.

Ella lay beside the pool, staring at the night scene not too far away. Now the coldness she had felt had

faded away.

It was so typical of Samuel.

Deep in the night, Samuel stepped out of the water with her in his arms. He then hurried into his

bedroom and entered the bathroom.

As soon as he turned the shower knob, warm water spewed out. Feeling energetic again, she

welcomed the warm water as it trickled down her body.

Early the next morning, Samuel went downstairs dressed neatly. Meanwhile, two kids sat in the living

room having their breakfast.

Facing the second floor, Jerry immediately winked at Jane after he saw Samuel walking down the

stairs, and called out, "Daddy! Good morning!"

Jane understood what Jerry meant right away. Grabbing the bag next to her and the boiled egg in her

hand that still hadn't been peeled, she rushed towards the door of the mansion.

She changed her shoes and then went to the chauffeur's car.

After sitting in the rear seat of the car, Jane let out a relieved sigh.

It seemed that she was a little guerrilla fighting her father every day. Jane had to hide from her father

the moment night and morning come.

As a matter of fact, Ella had merely told Jane that it was still not the time for Samuel to know that she

was around. But she didn't ask Jane to hide from her father in such a way.

If she knew that her daughter always hid from Samuel, Ella would be heartbroken and would tell

Samuel the truth right away.

However, Jane didn't seem to care much about this, for it had already made her really happy that she

could live with her parents and older brother and she didn't refuse the fact that she had to stay out of

her father's sight temporarily.

Instead, she found it very interesting. It was like playing hide-and-seek.

Inside the mansion.

Samuel spotted Jane's little figure as soon as he was halfway down the stairs. For an unknown reason,

his heart ached a little when he saw that Jane was like a frightened bird fleeing away after he

appeared.

He thought introspectively whether it was too much for a child to bear.

Therefore, when he sat down to have breakfast, he told his son, "You tell Jane that she doesn't have to

hide from me all the time. It doesn't matter if we meet each other from time to time. Just that she

doesn't have to be in front of me for no reason."

Jerry understood what his father meant and nodded happily.

Looking at his son, who was smiling from ear to ear, he became somewhat bewildered, "You like Jane

very much?"

Jerry gave him a firm nod, "Of course I like Jane. She's my little sister!"

After hearing Jerry say the word "sister", Samuel didn't think too much of it. He just felt disturbed by

something that had happened before, "So you knew that Jane is your mother's daughter, didn't you?

Then why didn't you tell me the time you brought her to my office?"

Jerry had even made up a lie by saying that Jane was someone else's kid. Could it be that Jerry was

afraid of his father knowing of Jane's existence?

"Daddy, I thought it would be better for mom to tell you..." Jerry answered his father very calmly, "It

wasn't my secret to tell."

Samuel glared at his son. This little traitor! Now more than ever, Samuel wanted a daughter so that he

could give Jerry the cold shoulder.