President's Naughty Sweetheart novel Chapter 4

At three o'clock in the morning, Ella opened the door of her home with her key and walked into the living room. She saw a pair of high heels that didn't belong to her.

'She's really here.' She took off her heels and walked barefoot into the kitchen silently.

Five minutes later, she gently opened the bedroom door. She held a basin with water in her hand and walked into the bedroom.

Seeing her husband was holding another woman and sleeping, Ella's heart was full of rage and pain. With hatred in her black eyes, Ella splashed a basin of dark water on them.

Benjamin and Scarlett woke with a start.

Benjamin was startled to see a person standing in front of them. He wiped off the filthy water on his face and cried out after he figured out who that was, "Ella Williams! You're out of your fucking mind! What the hell did you splash on us?"

After Scarlett made out it was Ella, she pretended to be scared, "Benjamin, I'm scared. What if she hurts me?"

Benjamin pulled out some tissues in a fuss and helped Scarlett wipe her face, "Don't worry. She can't hurt you. I'm here."

Seeing Scarlett never missed her chance to flirt, Ella sneered, "I won't hurt you. I'm afraid you'll stain my hand!"

Benjamin looked at her in disgust, "Since you've known our relationship, I have nothing to say. let's divorce."

"Benjamin Johnson, you ungrateful jerk! That's exactly what I want to say!"

Ella turned around and left. She felt disgusted to cast one more eye on them.

Benjamin hurried out naked. He pulled Ella's hand and jeered, "Ella Williams! So you're crazy at money now? Don't you forget who bought the house and the car! It's me! You want half of my property? Just dream on! Unless you took nothing from me, I won't sign the settlement!"

Ella felt too painful to breathe. She raised her eyes and said, "Fine, I'll take nothing!" Her decisiveness and calm surprised Benjamin.

He did not expect that she would agree so soon. He thought she would cry and threaten him.

'But she saw me sleeping with another woman. She didn't even shed tears?'

It upset him a lot.

When he was distracted, Ella flung his hand and left.

Eavesdropping in the dark, Scarlett smiled with victory. 'They are finally getting divorced!'

In the middle of the night, Ella was in a cab, shedding tears. She just wanted to get junk at the moment. She was in Alice's inclined short-sleeved t-shirt and jeans. A pair of high heels was besides her feet.

The driver asked again, "Ms, have you decided where to go?"

Ella said, "To the food court of The People's Street."

***

Forty minutes later, Alice hurried to where Ella was. She pulled a stool and sat down, "Waitress, four more bottles of beer for Table Ten!"

"Alice, you really want to get me drunk? I've had two bottles." Ella's cheek went pink. She lowered her head, with a bottle in hand, and drank again.

Alice took a bite of a bunch of barbecue and signed, "You won't get drunk easily tonight. I know it when I see you like this. Don't you know? Sometimes the more you drink, the soberer you get. I understand how you feel now. Just drink and cry. I'm here with you!"

Ella's mind seemed to have travelled afar. Her eyes were brimmed with tears again, "Do you know, Alice? Benjamin wasn't like this when in college. He would blush when he talked to me…"

"My family has been strict to me since I was little. My mother stressed that men care about whether a woman is a virgin or not. She said my father despised her for not being a virgin. Then they divorced…So in college, when I was dating Benjamin, I viewed that as my bottom line. I thought I should have sex after marriage…"

Alice just listened quietly, chewing her barbecue robotically. Her best friend was in pain, but she couldn't heal her.

'Perhaps only alcohol can relieve her pain temporarily…'

'It's not bad to be drunk.'

Ella smiled sarcastically, "Well, god knew when we really married, he didn't want to touch me anymore. He left home early and came back late every day. Our love gradually faded away…"

Alice seemed to have understood the connotation of her words. She astound and asked her, "Ella, don't tell me you've never had sex with Benjamin."

"No." Ella raised the bottle and finished the rest of the beer.

Alice was too shocked to say anything. When she was about to ask again, Ella's phone rang.

Ella swiped the screen and said, "Who the hell are you? Don't you know what time is it now? Crazy!"

After hanging up, Ella laughed, "Alice, let's continue to drink!"

Seeing Ella could hardly sit still, Alice started to feel sorry for her, "Dear, stop drinking. Let's go home."

Ella's phone rang again, but it was only a message.

Since she left home, she had been keeping her phone on. She had been hoping Benjamin would apologize or beg her…She looked at her phone, but it was an unknown number.

It read, "Meet in the old spot, now."

"Who the hell is this…" Ella was about to switch off, but the other party sent a photo suddenly. Suddenly, Ella sat up. She was quite awake.

Another message came, "If you don't show up, your photos will be put online."

"Ella, what's wrong? You don't look good." Alice looked at Ella phone.

Ella picked up a bottle of water on the table and poured on her own head.

"My God, what's wrong with you?"

Ella got soberer.

"Alice, I suddenly remember I've got something important to do. I must leave first!" Ella stood up staggeringly. She pulled out several hundred from her purse and put them on the table.

Alice took her hand worriedly, "Who are you looking for in the middle of the night? Is it Benjamin? Ella, don't give in! If you forgive him this time, he'll go further in the future. He's not gonna treat you well!"

"Alice, don't think too much. It wasn't him…But I really have to go. You go home first." Ella's voice was cold, and her face was livid and pale.

Alice finally let go, "Where are you going? I'll go with you."

"No, I'm really fine."

Eventually, Alice watched Ella took a taxi and left.

***

Half an hour later, a drunken Ella appeared at the door of a suite. She took a deep breath and rang the bell.

Soon, the door opened. The man surrounded a towel on his waist. Water was still dripping from his hair. He moved his thin lips, "Quite quickly."