Chapter 34 I Need a Successor Once I Get Married
Ella cuddled his waist tightly and nodded: "Samuel, we will be fine. We need to check on our son now." She was also comforting herself.
"Of course, I won't let anything happen to you." He patted her back softly. Ella started to breathe normally in the darkness after the initial panic.
Soon enough, they heard some noises coming from above. "Someone is coming! Don't worry, we are going to be rescued!" Ella was feeling much better already and yet Samuel was still consoling her. This? touched her deeply to the extent that she felt like crying.
After several beeping sounds, the light went back on. The elevator was bright again.?
Samuel lowered his head and looked at the pale-faced woman within his arms. Her vulnerability struck him and he felt sorry for her.
He wiped away the tears on her face. Just then, the elevator had another sudden move. It started rising up and eventually returned to normal and stopped at Floor 26.
Ella was so scared that her legs felt like they weighed a ton. Samuel lifted her up and carried her out of the elevator.
After what they had gone through tonight, Samuel's priority was to file a lawsuit against the property management. Next on his agenda was to move to a villa.
Floor 26
Outside of the elevator, stood the manager of the apartment building. He hurried to the site via the other elevator the moment he heard about the incident. As soon as he saw Samuel, he apologized to him repeatedly: "Sorry Mr. Shao. Sorry for causing you trouble. It must have been very scary for you" This Mr. Shao?was a famous lawyer, known as the "big gun" within the industry. He must try his best to appease him. If he filed a lawsuit against him, that would be the end of his management career.
'Me, scared?' 'It was not me, but my beloved wife that got scared.'
Samuel paused and responded: "I had to press?the emergency call button a dozen times before someone answered me. I will see you in court!" After saying these words, he ignored the explanation and apology from the manager, and walked straight towards his apartment door. He scanned his fingerprints and then walked into the apartment.
He laid Ella on the big bed of the bedroom and sat down next to her. He brushed her fringe aside and said to her softly: "It's fine now. We are home."
Ella extended her hands out and hugged him around his neck: "Tomorrow we go see our son, OK?" She was actually wondering if she should just stay at home and look after the baby, instead of returning to the job market.
Samuel gently let her rest her head on his shoulder and nodded: "Tomorrow after work, we can go and pick up the baby. We can have him stay with us for a couple of days." If she wanted to return to the firm, she could bring the baby with her. If she didn't want to work at the firm anymore, she might just as well stay at home and look after him. It would be her own decision.
After they reached an agreement, Samuel carried her into the bathroom.
Chuck and Daisy's wedding was held in the end of November. Edward was determined to let everyone know that Daisy was the wife of his grandson. Therefore, many people attended the wedding that day. Especially well-known doctors within the industry and other less-famous people were also present. The two newly-wed were not very keen on the occasion, but they showed up anyway as instructed by Edward.
Bride's lounge
Daisy sat in front of the dresser and gazed at her own reflection in the mirror.
She had never seen herself in a white wedding dress before. The one she was wearing right now was custom-tailored but she had never tried it on till now.
It seemed all pure and chaste...
The lounge door was pushed open. Daisy got startled and then she saw Chuck approaching from behind in the mirror. He was wearing a black suit.
She noticed that Chuck had a little bit of appreciation in his eyes when he first saw her. But then she smirked and thought to herself: "Would he even bother to give her any appreciation?"
They remained silent for a moment. Chuck broke the silence first and said: "It is good you are now ready. Don't you even think about running way." The tone of his voice was sharp and hurtful. It shattered the peaceful and beautiful moment she had just now.
What was he afraid of? Was he afraid that she might run away and make him look bad? Daisy scornfully smiled:" It seems even you have fears."
Chuck stepped forward. His shining black leather shoes stopped right in front of her.
Her chin was lifted up by a powerful hand. A pair of deep eyes gazed right into hers. "No wonder women need make-up. You look alright!"
So, this was his way of complimenting her beauty today? Daisy's face went red, which was a rare thing as she was a woman of pride. Now she looked as if she had blushed.
She curled up her lips and gazed back at him gracefully: "Mr. Si, you are pretty even without make-up. That is why you are able to impress all the nurses at the hospital."
Chuck was a handsome man. His healthy skin tone was quite attractive. But his manners were quite eccentric, which repelled many girls away.
Pretty? Chuck pinched her chin firmly and said: "You know what happened to the woman who used the word pretty on me last time?" His voice was cold and Daisy shivered. Chuck was satisfied to see fear in her eyes.
He lowered his head and she could literally feel his breath: "I cut her face with a surgery knife. Then I sent her to a graveyard, where she was forced to guard the tombs for three months."
Chuck Si was indeed a freak!
Daisy threw his hand away and took a deep breath: "I demand once again that we should live at different addresses after we are married." Whenever she was with him, she felt her life was threatened and she absolutely hated it!
"You have repeated yourself over and over. I am bored with it, even if you aren't bored already!" He casually warned her.
"If you don't agree to it, I will run away from the wedding today!" She stubbornly looked up at him and her gaze was serious and determined.
He looked really angry as his eyes were wide open. But she did not back up. It might be her last chance to negotiate with him.
Chuck stood up with his hands inside his pants' pockets. His unintentional move somehow impressed Daisy. She found him quite charming...
He took out his cellphone and dialed a number: "Increase the security around the bride's lounge. If anything happens to the bride, you will all be sacked immediately!"
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Daisy stared fiercely at him: "Aren't you supposed to be a doctor?" "Why do you need security? Is it because you had so many surgery accidents that the patients' families are coming after you? She said with a deliberately sarcastic tone.
Chuck was known as a professional, top-notch doctor within the industry. It was not possible for him to have accidents. let alone being chased by patients' families.
In the eyes of Daisy, all the other doctors were angels. But this Chuck was absolutely a devil!
Chuck put his phone back to his pocket, leaned against the dresser and said: "I need a successor once I get married."
He made himself very clear but Daisy was still confused. "How does that concern me?" Was he trying to say that...
"My successor must be born by my legally-wedded wife." He used the words legally-wedded just to provoke her. This was to make her understand that if she misbehaved, he could always find himself another obedient woman.
Daisy was amused by Chuck's words. Who did he think he was? Why should she do what he said? His rudeness was overbearing.
They did not love each other but they might just as well try to pretend to respect each other and get along. But giving birth to his child? "You are out of your mind." There was no way that she would carry his child!
Surprisingly, Chuck was not angry this time. He ignored her exclamation and continued: "I don't care whether it is a boy or a girl, I would pass on my skills and knowledge to your child. Shouldn't you be over the moon already?"
Daisy was utterly speechless. What was wrong with this narcissistic man? "Maybe many women care about your money and your extraordinary medical skills, but I don't care!" She literally screamed the last three words out. ☐☐☐☐☐☐