His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 279 Disrespect

Ella

The office hummed with the usual activity, but as I sat at my desk, the files for the new case spread out in front of me, my mind kept drifting to Sarah’s words. They clung to me like a shadow, her insinuations and her accusations haunting me.

I tried to focus on the documents in front of me, the complicated legal jargon and the details of the new case with Logan. But my hands trembled slightly no matter how hard I tried to steady them, and I couldn’t shake the fear that had settled itself in the pit of my stomach.

What if Sarah was right? What if I was trapped? A pawn in a game that I didn’t fully understand? A game that I could never understand?

“Ella,” a voice said, snapping me out of my thoughts, and I looked up to find Mr. Henderson standing over my desk. “Are you okay? You look distracted.”

I forced a smile, willing myself to push Sarah’s words aside. “I’m fine,” I lied. “Just a lot on my mind.”

He frowned, his eyes searching my face from behind his wire-rimmed glasses. He still wore the fancy Rolex on his wrist. “Well, I hope that what’s on your mind is your case, and not trivial matters,” he said. “This new case with Mr. Barrett is of the utmost importance. I need you to be focused. Understand?”

hoping that my face didn’t betray the churning

moved on, leaving me alone with my thoughts

Logan’s words, his actions, the way he conducted himself. Everything that he ever said or did felt like a trick now. I was reading into everything, even down to the minor muscle movements in his hands and wrists when

trying to help me with my career, or was there something more to it? Did he really plan on ‘letting me go’ once this year

shook my head, frustrated with myself. I was letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting them plant seeds

different. He had been kind to me, respectful, even. But there was a nagging voice in the

on, the minutes ticking by slowly, each one filled with doubt and uncertainty. I found myself glancing at the clock, counting down the hours until I could leave, until I could escape the office and the weight of my own

hardly got any work done. As I packed up my things at the end of the day, I had a new resolve within

evening air, my heart skipped a beat. There, waiting outside, were the

evening, Miss Morgan,” he said as

than I intended. “What are you doing here? I live within walking distance. You don’t need to be picking me up

“It’s

anger bubbling up inside me. “By disrespecting my wishes? Is this how it’s going to be all throughout this year? I don’t want this to be

are you talking about, Ella? Trapped? Abused?

of words. But it was too late to take them back now,

asked, my voice trembling. “What they say about the Mafia and the women who get involved with

voice was soft and filled with regret. “It is true, to an extent. But not all men are like that, Ella. Just some of them.” “But how do I know that you’re not like that?” I asked, my voice breaking. “How can I

said, his voice filled with pain. “I would never

wanted to trust him. But the fear and doubt were like a dark cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything else. It was only made worse by what I overheard at the dinner party and Sarah’s

Logan!” I cried, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes.

eyes filled with compassion. “That was a misunderstanding, Ella.