Chapter 5

Ella rolled her eyes at the words, the phone on her right hand loosening and threatened to fall.

Damon swallowed the next words he intended to say, changing his words when he saw his phone threatening to fall.

“Give the phone back Ella, that call might be important.” Ella eyes flickered just after Damon words left his mouth, her lips pursed, before she chuckled lowly, though her eyes were extremely cold when it swept towards Damon, that Damon who still didn’t know what is his wife getting angry about again, felt a lump on his throat as his heart tightened, wanting to step forward and explain more.

Though he felt things, Ella didn’t even showed a bit of care for his feelings as she gave the phone to one of the bodyguards who went to her side after she beckoned over, and without a thought of sparing another glance to this hateful man, she pulled the car door and closed it with a loud bang.

Perfectly giving the impression of not wanting to give a fuck anymore.

“Ella wait--!”

Damon instinctively want to go after her but was stopped as a bodyguard immediately blocked his path, which his brows furrowed almost instantly, that the bodyguards on his side, without waiting for his command, all had their hidden guns taken out in a matter of seconds.

As if it was the most normal things to do at this situation.

If any ordinary people were to witness such a thing, panic will inevitably break out, but since the airport they were in, only allowed VIP’s—the one who can afford a whole private lane for landing and storing airplanes and jets. The one currently presents, were these rich people, with the other side, considered as the mad outsider for forcibly bagging the airplane, buying it unceremoniously moments ago just to wait for Ella arrival after successfully tracking her location back.

 Jasper footsteps stopped, his intentions to go inside immediately and be a clingy elder brother to his only little sister for the first time after ten years of separation, wanting to catch up, stopped the impulse of not wanting to care about Damon anymore seeing real guns being pulled out.

He narrowed his eyes, looking over at Damon who didn’t even bat an eye after his side of bodyguards pulled out a gun.

“Is this how you used the gun license that the president grants you to?” Jasper voice was dark as he asked, but Damon only looked back at him coldly.

Jasper lips twitched.

“Out,” with that said, the ‘bodyguards’ he brought along to escort his little sister back to their house, also pulled out a gun, but unlike the usual sheriff gun that’s normal and short that Damon bodyguards used, a big bulldog gun was aimed at them with precise movements as their eye closed slightly, ready to fire. Their gun emitting a bloodthirsty aura, no doubt, already used for taking many lives with them.

When the bodyguards at either side prepared to die but still want to drag someone with them before they died, the tightly closed car door where Ella was in, had its window rolled, revealing the side of her face.

“Don’t bother with him anymore,” Ella turned her head as she looked at Damon without any expression, before her eyes swept through her fourth brother place, “Let’s go.”

Her eyes held some irritation in them as her lips pursed, perfectly giving the interpretation of urging her big brother to hurry up.

Jasper tucked back his gun to his belt and without another single word uttered, smiled helplessly at Damon direction, but eyes holding provocation everywhere.

Jasper went inside the car as Damon, persistent as ever, wanted to also follow on going inside, with the thought that he can’t have another man be in a presence of his wife. But the exhaust that blew over his face as the  black night, Ferrari 16^th edition of race cars, drifted beautifully before it took off with a slight bump at the end of its drift to face him with its butt swaying, as if deliberately mocking him.

Though Damon didn’t think it was a deliberate move, but an open move to taunt him.

“…”

Jasper subordinates who sees the young mistress and General finally leaving the scene, looked at each other, before one of them went to get Lexter who was left behind with two luggage’s, still staring at the middle-aged butler fiercely.

The bodyguards vigilance was still very high, in case a sudden sneak attack will happen.

Seeing that Ella left, and Damon who attempted a mass-scale kidnapping on Ella, standing there being buried with the smell of the car exhaust, with head lowered as his hand tightly gripped the phone handed back to him. Lexter let out a snicker, “Serves you right bastard,” his quiet murmuring were left fleeting as he got on inside one of the car Jasper subordinates had brought.

Silence.

There was a momentary silence after all of the people on Ella side were gone.

Damon bodyguards already scattered, keeping a measurable distance away from Damon, as his butler only stood a meter away from him.  

“Haah,” Damon lips parted as a chuckle left his mouth, the phone call with Melanie was still ongoing, but he merely glanced on it before he looked over at his butler, “You need to do that thing…”

Before Damon words were finished, the middle-aged butler bowed, as if he had already understood what his master meant. The side of his face covered with his hair, missing the glint that goes past his sharp eyes.

“Understood Sir. I will do what you have ordered as soon as possible.” with that said, the butler left, along with the subordinates who bowed at Damon before dispersing.

Damon continued to stand there, his gaze staring into the nothingness, before his phone that suddenly went silent after some time, rang once again, waking him up from his dazed state.

His head lowered as he brought his phone closer, knowing who was the caller, the corner of his lips curled up, an almost mad smile appearing on his lips. “Why do you keep trying…” his words were left unheard, as his almost unperturbed life seemed to start on crumbling when he saw how determined those exhaust circling his surrounding are.

“You can’t leave.” like that. 

So why do you keep trying to leave me?

And why...?

Why you choose to be with that man?

'You'II regret it Ella.' was what he thought of, before his gaze went towards his subordinates that lined up, bowing, showing some guilt about what just happened a while ago.

"Punish yourself."

The subordinates straightened their back, bowing even lower as they shouted, "Yes boss!"