His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 312 Recess

Ella

The familiar rap of the gavel echoed through the room, announcing a brief and sorely-needed break.

“We will resume in fifteen minutes,” the judge declared, eyes scanning the crowd for any signs of objection. Logan and I quickly retreated from the central floor, seeking a quieter corner of the bustling courthouse. The weight of the recent testimonies bore

down on me. My head was full of images of the struggling tenants, their tales of hardship, and most of all, the young boy with Leukemia and his resilient mother. But it was the mask of indifference Logan wore that disturbed me the most.

The courthouse buzzed with activity as people got up to take their breaks, but in the midst of the chaos, I found a small, secluded alcove in the stairwell. The hushed voices and distant murmur of conversations created a curtain of white noise, but it was quiet enough for what needed to be said.

I motioned for Logan to follow me, and although there was reluctance in his stride, he didn’t resist. As we stepped into the shadowed space, I took a deep breath, preparing to confront him.

“Logan,” I started, forcing my voice to remain even, “after everything we’ve just heard in there, can you honestly tell me you still want to go through with this? Now is your chance if you want to change your mind.”

He looked a tad defensive, his dark eyebrows drawing together. “What are you implying?” With a mixture of frustration and urgency, I pulled out a thin folder from my bag and thrust it towards him.

“I’ve done my research. I’ve looked into every tenant in that building. Miss Smith was telling the truth about her son’s condition. And the landlord? He’s been a godsend to her, allowing flexibilities that no one else would.”

He scanned the documents, then looked up, confusion marring his handsome features. “Why am I only seeing these now?” he asked. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

maybe if you saw the human side of this, you might-just might- realize the gravity of what we’re dealing with

don’t recall seeing these,”

nodding as he handed the folder back to me. “You’re right. I must have… I must have overlooked them,

hard to contain. “Overlooked? Logan, you’ve been distant in this entire case. Your negligence isn’t just risking my professional reputation-it’s toying with

sign of distress. “Ella, I apologize. Things

personal issues are just that-personal. I don’t need to know the specifics. But when you decide to involve yourself in a legal battle, you owe it to everyone to be present. To be aware. To care about the outcome. Especially when it concerns people like Miss Smith

eyes, but it did little to quell my frustration. “This past month has been an anomaly,” he said quietly. “I’ll be sure to be more aware

to understand the depth of my disappointment. “It’s not just about the files,” I said. “Logan, your actions have consequences. If you continue down

shook his head, folding his arms across his chest. “So you’re still on that whole thing. I thought that you, as a lawyer, wouldn’t

prove

it doesn’t change the fact that it’s all blown out of proportion, Ella,’ he whispered, not meeting my eyes.

act of looking into his eyes becoming a challenge. “Do you truly believe that? Because when I look

that would have gone unnoticed to anyone else. But I saw it. I

sighed. “Alright, fine. Hell, if it’s that. important to you, I’ll cut Miss Smith a check so

here. Now is your chance to back out of the case. Come to

darkened even more. “Don’t patronize me,

my voice soften just a touch. “This could be your moment, you know? Your chance to demonstrate

flickering in his gaze. “Redemption is not

touched a nerve. “Your mother would