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?”

understand, Mr. Henderson,” I assured him, hoping that my face didn’t betray the

leaving me

himself. Everything that

there something more to it? Did he really plan on ‘letting me go’ once this year was

frustrated with myself. I was letting Sarah’s words get to

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

and uncertainty. I found myself glancing at the clock, counting down the hours

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

protect myself somehow. When I finally stepped out into the cool evening air, my heart skipped a beat. There, waiting outside, were the same sleek black cars that I had become all too familiar with, and standing

as

doing here? I live within walking distance. You don’t need

eyes twinkling with amusement. “It’s a dangerous city, Ella.

this how it’s going to be all throughout this year? I don’t want this to be another case where the woman

eyes widening in confusion. “What are you talking about, Ella? Trapped? Abused? What’s all

spoken without thinking, my fear and anxiety spilling out in a rush of words.

and the women who

paled, and he looked away, his jaw clenching. When he finally spoke, his 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

to trust me, Ella,” he said, his voice filled with pain. “I would never do anything like that to you.

to believe him. I wanted to trust him. But the fear and doubt were like a dark cloud, hanging over

tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. “How

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