237 Immunity

Leon’s question hit Ella to the core but she pretended like she was unaffected by it. Instead of feeling bad or even sorry for Leon, she decided to hit him harder where it hurt the most.

She wanted him to feel the neglect and rejection she felt earlier while damning the consequences of her action. She decided that reconciliation would only be achieved when she had vented all her suppressed annoyance.

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Earlier, after Mrs. Richmond and her family brought her over to the venue of the funeral ceremony, she had expected Leon to at least look out for her or even acknowledge her presence.

However, it hurt her to see him deeply engrossed in his family affairs, not caring if she came around or not.

Even when they had called for every member of the Treshvire family to step out, she had expected Leon to at least make a move to identify with her as a husband.

Unfortunately, she watched Leon act like Mama’s boy in agony. If not for his uncle that came to her rescue, she would have buried her head in the sand out of shame.

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Even when Maxwell finally handed her over to him, she was greatly infuriated by the lustful look in his eyes.

This made her wonder if she was just an object of sex to him.

The only reason Ella even gave Leon a little audience was because of Maxwell.

She was highly impressed with the way Maxwell defended her before Marissa and even made her feel special.

Also, another reason Ella reluctantly agreed to go with Leon was because she had no intentions of returning Maxwell’s kind gesture with ungratefulness and rudeness.

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Ella gazed into Leon’s piqued face briefly, then lowered her head as if she was pondering on the question.

“Are you for real? Don’t tell me you are giving my question a second thought!” Leon said between clenched jaw.

Ella’s attitude towards his last statement was making him almost lose his senses. He couldn’t believe that she was taking long to answer his question.

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He was expecting her to be sorry for voicing out her ludicrous wish and even apologizing for spewing out so many hurtful words.

“Well, my dear husband...” Ella’s firm tone bore a hint of mockery. She was slightly thrilled to see that the lustful look in Leon’s eyes had vanished. “... Justin is unfortunately Ivory’s boyfriend, hence, he can’t be my husband. However, if he were my husband, he will never abandon me for anyone, no matter the consequences.”

Leon opened his mouth to say something but the words were stuck mid-way down his throat.

His eyes were narrowed and darkened as he glared at Ella. His breathing was deep and strained from so much heartache. His muscles were puffed up and stiffened as anger seeped through his vein and enveloped his entire being. It felt as if Ella had turned into a ruthless wife and was happily ripping his heart from his chest.

Leon pointed fiercely at Ella who seemed to be possessed by an infuriating demon, but he found it difficult to say or do anything.

Being the love of his life, Ella had a special immunity to his dark side or his outrageous anger.

Feeling overwhelmed with resentment, bitterness, and unbearable pain, Leon turned around and forcefully punched the fancy glass washing hand tub, shattering a part of the very fragile section, before storming out of the bathroom.

His reaction and enormous anger made Ella tremble a bit. But, she breathed a sigh of relief when he left the bathroom.

She stared at some of the shattered and scattered glass fragments on the bathroom floor for a while marveling at her husband’s strength. But, after a while, she decided to ignore the glasses and enjoy her warm bath.

After almost thirty minutes of soaking herself in the warm water, she came out of the bathtub, exited the foamy water, and completed her bathing under the shower.

Dressed in a thick knee-length bathrobe, with a towel wrapped around her head, Ella came out of the bathroom. She was careful not to step on the broken pieces of glass on the floor.

When she stepped into the bedroom, Leon was not there. She stared at the captivating sleeping robe spread out on the bed for a while, wondering where Leon had managed to acquire it. Her mind was a bit unsettled as she pondered where he was

“Could Leon had left the hotel suite or is he brooding in the large room?” Ella thought out loud.

She quickly changed into the beautiful night robe and towel-dried her hair, allowing it to fall freely on her shoulder. Then she walked into the larger room of the suite.

When she saw that Leon hadn’t left but was inside the large room, she was so thrilled.

He was seated on a single couch with a glass of dry gin in his hand and the bottle resting on a stool close by. His head was bowed down and his eyes were shut.

Ella stared at his bruised knuckle, feeling sorry for him. She was tempted to walk up to him but her feet remained glued to the floor.

Her nose picked up a delicious aroma, so she turned her head in the direction it was coming from.

To her surprise, a table on the east side of the room was covered with different tasty and eye catchy cuisine.

It was at this time she remembered that it had been a while since she last ate something.

“Aww! He got me food!” She smiled, staring in his direction while hoping to thank him. But his unwavering stillness made her change her mind.

“I have to consider the babies growing in my womb before I pamper my grown-up baby.” She mused incoherently as she went over to the table.

After selecting her choice of food, she began eating slowly. As she ate, she kept watching Leon, wondering when he would lift his head or speak to her.

However, even when she finished eating and stood up, Leon didn’t move a muscle in her direction.