From accusation to adoration

Chapter3

Ella woke up from her unconsciousness at the Easton mansion. Easton immediately asked the doctor if she was perfectly fine and why she had passed out. The doctor assured him that she was fine now and that she had passed out because she hadn't eaten and seemed stressed and depressed.

After the doctor left, Ella confronted Easton, asking him what was going on. He explained that she had passed out the previous night, which shocked Ella as she realized she had slept overnight at the mansion. She questioned Easton's motives, asking what he wanted from her.

Easton calmly replied that he wanted her to return his phone, which he claimed she had stolen from him at the airport. Ella was taken aback by this accusation and denied having taken his phone. However, Easton insisted that she had it and that he would not let her leave until she returned it.

Ella found herself trapped in a difficult situation. She knew she hadn't taken Easton's phone, but she also realized that he was determined to get it back. She wondered what Easton's true intentions were.

Easton “you need to return my phone. I don't care about credit card, I'm rich. No one gets away with taking what is mine.”

Ella “I don't know what you're talking about. Stop accusing me, or I'll call the police and tell them I was abducted by you.”

Easton “I was trying to make things easier for you by bringing you here and not taking you to the police for robbing me at the airport, but if that's what you want, I'll involve the police.”

Ella “I was at the beach. I'm not the thief.”

Easton kept accusing Ella of stealing his phone at the airport. Ella denies the accusations and threatens to call the police if he doesn't stop. Easton claims that he brought Ella to his place instead of taking her to the police as a favor, but Ella insists that she was at the beach and is not responsible for the theft.

Ella insisted that they go to the police since Easton had accused her of being the thief. Easton, however, instructed his maid, Mary, to find Ella something to eat as she looked exhausted. Ella declined, stating that she did not want anything from a stranger. Easton reluctantly agreed and entered his Rolls-Royce car with Ella and his driver, while his escort followed behind.

As they drove to the police station, Ella continued to vehemently deny being the thief. Easton couldn't help but feel a pang of pity as he looked at her. He couldn't shake the feeling that he might be making a mistake, as the thief had been wearing a purple gown similar to Ella's.

Despite his doubts, Easton remained determined to pursue the matter with the police. He hoped that they would be able to investigate and determine the truth. However, as they approached the police station, Easton couldn't help but wonder if he was making a grave error by accusing Ella.

Arriving at the police station, Eaton and Ella walked in together. They both gave their statements to the police, explaining what had happened. The inspector listened attentively, then informed them that they needed to review the airport CCTV footage to determine if Ella was the one who had stolen Easton's phone.

They waited for several hours while the police gathered the evidence. Finally, the inspector notified them that the footage was ready to be viewed. Eaton and Ella sat down together and watched the CCTV recording.

To their surprise, the girl in the footage was not Ella. Easton was stunned. He realized that he had made a mistake and that he had wrongly accused Ella. A wave of guilt washed over him.

Ella, who had been anxiously waiting for the results, burst into tears when she saw that she was not the thief. She had been so worried and upset, her emotions were a tumultuous storm as she stood outside the police station, her body wracked with sobs.

The weight of her miserable life had driven her to the brink of despair, and she had been moments away from ending it all when Easton had arrived, his accusations cutting through her like a knife.

Anger flared within her, and she lashed out at Easton, her voice trembling with rage. Easton's gaze met hers, his eyes holding a mixture of concern and arrogance. Ella's heart pounded in her chest as she recounted the horrors of the previous night, accusing Easton of abducting her.

But her words fell on deaf ears. The police, swayed by Easton's wealth and influence, dismissed her claims without hesitation. Easton's apology, delivered with an air of condescension, only served to further enrage Ella.

Easton ordered his driver to take her home. She refused his offer of a ride home, her voice laced with disgust as she told him to "f**k off."

As Easton and his driver drove away, Ella stood alone in the fading light, her tears mingling with the rain that began to fall. The world seemed to close in on her, suffocating her with its indifference and cruelty.

Ella stumbled into her tiny studio apartment, her eyes swollen and red from hours of sobbing and her wet dress dripping from the rain. Exhaustion washed over her like a wave, threatening to pull her under.

She knew she needed to find something to eat before she collapsed again. With trembling hands, she opened the refrigerator, hoping to find something, anything, to sustain her. But it was empty, save for a stale piece of bread and a can of Sprite. She devoured the bread hungrily, washing it down with the sugary soda.

As she finished her meager meal, a flicker of hope ignited within her. She knew she had to find a job, and soon, if she wanted to survive. With newfound determination, she stumbled to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The warm water cascaded over her body, soothing her aching muscles and weary mind.

As she drifted off to sleep, Ella's thoughts turned to Easton. She couldn't help but recall his handsome features and the way he made her feel. In her dreams, he was there, his eyes filled with love and adoration.

But when she awoke, the dream was gone, and the harsh reality of her situation returned. She knew she had to focus on finding a job and getting her life back on track. Easton, would always remain a distant memory.

Easton felt guilty of what he had done to Ella. He couldn't sleep overnight, and Ella's face kept flashing through his mind. As the weekend ended, he went to his company on Monday morning. He walked through the VIP elevator wearing an expensive black blazer, looking attractive. He got to his office and sat down at his desk.

His office was a testament to his success and power. It was large and spacious, with a breathtaking view from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The walls were painted in a sophisticated gray, and the furniture was upholstered in luxurious black leather.

The overall effect was one of opulence and extravagance, befitting a billionaire's office.

The scent of expensive cologne hung in the air, adding to the sense of wealth and power.

Every detail, from the gleaming hardwood floors to the custom-made desk, exuded an aura of success and achievement, it was impossible to ignore the feeling of being in the presence of someone important.

The atmosphere was one of authority and influence, and it was clear that the occupant of this office was a force to be reckoned with.

Easton's secretary knocked on his office door, and he said, "Come in." His secretary entered holding a file with a flirtatious smile on her face, wearing a purple skimpy over-short skirt. Easton couldn't help but remember how he had recently accused the poor girl Ella by judging her with purple colour,. His secretary said "Good morning, Mr. Easton."

His secretary's seductive demeanor made Easton's guilt and anger flare up. He said in a deep voice, "You're fired."

The secretary's smile vanished, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief. "What?" she stammered. "But why?"

The secretary's eyes filled with tears. "But I didn't do anything wrong," she protested. "I was just trying to be friendly and i just wanted to make you happy."

"Well, you've failed," Easton said. "Now get out of my office."

His secretary was shocked and speechless. She had never seen Easton so angry before. She quickly gathered her things, turned and walked out of the office, her shoulders slumped in defeat and left the office.

Easton sat down at his desk and took a deep breath. He knew he had overreacted, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he had done the right thing. Easton watched her go, feeling a mix of guilt and satisfaction. Easton spent the rest of the day feeling restless..

He couldn't concentrate on his work, and he kept thinking about what he had done to Ella. He knew he had to talk to her and apologize in person and make things right.