I Refuse to Divorce!

He was relentless in tormenting her.

Despite being brought to tears and screams, Ella was known for her fiery spirit. She even managed to scratch Leslie's arm.

Uninhibited, she shouted, "Fine! Let's call it quits then. I'll find myself another man. I refuse to believe that someone like me can't find a man to sleep with. What makes you so special?"

“This damned guy! What makes him better than other men?"

The more aggressively she yelled, the more intense Leslie became. "How dare you say that?! I'll kill you!"

The entire night, Ella's voice echoed in the room. The mansion's servants dared not eavesdrop. Every time Leslie brought Ella back, it sounded like a murder was taking place.

Leslie finally had enough.

He got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. When he came out, Ella was still there.

She had donned one of his shirts, leaving a couple of buttons undone, and leaned against the bed, smoking. She exuded an alluring demeanor.

Leslie chuckled. "You just cried your eyes out, and now you're trying to act seductive?”

He casually took the cigarette from between her fingers, taking a drag himself. "What's a woman smoking? You better quit."

Ella, unusually, didn't retort.

Leslie leaned against the bed, smoking, while she softly traced circles on his abdominal muscles with her slender fingers. Her voice turned tender. "Are you calm now?"

Leslie glanced down at her. "The swelling has subsided, but the anger hasn't."

Ella moved in for a kiss.

Her subtle tricks were not lost on Leslie. He knew all too well that it was all for Zoe. Otherwise, she wouldn't have laid there quietly. She would have left a long time ago.

Leslie grabbed a handful of her long hair with one hand and extinguished the cigarette with the other.

He calmly said, "Regardless of Zoe's feelings for Mason, she's now Mrs. Lockwood. That woman openly attacking Zoe is equivalent to slapping Mason's face. The only reason Mason didn't react was because he probably wanted Zoe to beg him to."

Leslie smirked. "But she won't change her mind, will she?"

Ella was stunned.

Sitting up, she still couldn't comprehend. "Are you saying that Mason intentionally ignored it?"

Leslie found it tempting to use the cigarette to burn her.

He got out of bed, dressed swiftly, and fastened his belt while speaking. "Zoe knows it herself. Mason is ruthless in this matter.”

He looked at Ella. "If you're tired, you can stay here for the night." However, Ella immediately got up.

She changed out of his clothes and into her own in front of Leslie. As she left, she casually draped her arm over his shoulder. "I never spend the night at a sugar daddy's house."

Even though she said it with a seductive tone, Leslie saw through her. He pinched her chin and observed, "You've been used so many times. Even if Noah comes out of prison, he probably wouldn't want you." Ella felt a sharp sting.

No one knew that she had been assaulted as a teenager, causing her to live in a shadow. She had never been worthy of Noah.

However, she laughed carefreely. “Yeah, you fit me the best, Mr. Leslie."

Leslie sneered. "You have quite the imagination.

Tears welled up in Ella's eyes.