Cosset You Forever
Chapter 730 I'll Make You Happy Again

"You'd better prepare yourself for this."

"Samuel, that's just a pretext, right?" Ella complained.

Surprisingly, Samuel nodded, "Because I don't want to lie to you."

Pushing him aside, Ella went upstairs. "You make me so angry. Do you want to know why?"

"Why are you mad?" Hugging her from the back, Samuel pushed her against the banister.

At that moment, Ella recalled what Catherine had told her. Recalling this made her even angrier, "Why don't you go to Emma and help her get out of prison since you care about her that much?" In shock, Samuel released his hold on her.

Watching her walking away, Samuel was speechless. He had no idea what she was talking about.

"What do you mean?"

The minute he entered the bedroom, Ella pushed him out. Standing in-front of him, with her hands on her waist, she said "You never take me to your private island, nor do you tell me anything about it. But things are different when it comes to Emma."

She didn't even let him respond, and proceeded to slam the door shut. Samuel stood there, thoughts racing through his mind.

To him, Ella had broken his heart in worse ways.

Even though he had never taken Ella to his private island, nor talked about it, he did think she was over-reacting. 'There must be a deeper issue here,' he reasoned. "Honey, open the door." Samuel pleaded.

Ella replied indifferently, "No way."

Samuel continued knocking and began singing, "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..." Almost instantaneously, Ella opened the door, and sneered at him. 'What a childish thing to do,' she thought. "Oh, my star." Holding her in his arms, Samuel kissed her.

At the same time, he was thinking about how to punish her for slamming the door on his face.

Ella squirmed away from his embrace. Noticing this, Samuel took a step back but still held her in his arms.

Without warning, he lifted her, forcing her to encircle his waist with her legs for support, and placed her on the dressing table, a couple of meters away.

"I have never taken Emma there before, Ella."

He said it so sincerely, prompting Ella to think that Catherine had lied to her, again.

"But why didn't you tell me about your island? That's why I'm unhappy."

Kissing her lips again, Samuel said, "Unhappy? Don't worry, I'll make you happy again."

Ella pinched his cheeks, a red flush spreading across her face, "How could you be so insatiable?"

She jumped from the table, but Samuel quickly reeled her back into his embrace. This time, she faced the mirror and Samuel was behind her.

"Ella, I'll tell you a secret." Pinning her body against his, he sensually whispered in her ear, whilst seductively lifting her dress.

"What secret?" Ella's breath caught in her throat. She looked at him in the mirror, as his hands roamed freely on her body. She didn't even notice that Samuel hadn't responded in a while, as he devoured her neck, heightening her sexual urges.

Five minutes later, Samuel penetrated her. Staring at her receptive reaction in the mirror, he finally replied, "That is, I love it when you are like this.

So, enchanting, sexy and alluring."

Ella's mind had gone blank, in complete ecstasy.

"Are... you... going.. to apologize to me?"

"Umm, what?...No way." Ella responded.

"Apologize!" Samuel stopped moving.

"OK... OK, I'm sorry... Samuel..."

"No, call me daring."

"I'm... sorry.... darling."

Grabbing chunks of her hair, he tugged her head slightly, "Sorry for what?"

Ella couldn't believe that Samuel was doing this to her. But her desires overtook her anger, and she responded in a manner that she knew would please him. "I'm sorry for lying to you about Jane." He moved again. Her plan had worked.

"Well done. You're so great, baby."

"My darling."

Soon, the room was filled with passionate sounds.

A few days later, Samuel woke Ella up.

"Samuel, What's wrong? I don't need to go to work on time today." Miffed, she covered herself with the quilt again.

Samuel then got her clothes, preparing to dress her himself.

"Samuel, leave me alone." Ella said groggily, however, unwillingly she lifted her hands for Samuel to dress her.

Lowering his head, Samuel kissed her belly. This jolted her awake.

"I'll... I'll do it my self. All you want to do is to take advantage of me."

She sneered, then dressed up quickly, and proceeded to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

"Why have you woken me up so early?"

She asked after rinsing her mouth.

"It's a secret." Samuel called out from the bedroom, already fully dressed.

After having breakfast together, Samuel drove her to a shop.

Sitting next to Samuel, Ella was sound asleep.

Samuel smiled. He parked the car and carried her out of it.

Ella woke up, when she became aware of the commotion around her.

"She is so beautiful."

"Yeah. He is really nice to her."

"I envy her... Shh, she is awake now."

Confused, Ella looked at the two shop assistants and the numerous wedding dresses on the racks in front of her.

"Hi, Miss Bo." One shop assistant said, while the other went to look for Samuel immediately, just as what she was told to do so when Ella woke up.

"Yes. Where am I?"

"You are at the bridal shop." The shop assistant placed a cup of water in front of her.

Looking around, she saw Samuel walking towards her, with several shop assistants and a shop manager on his heels.

"Ella, come and try the wedding dresses I picked for you." He said, squatting down to help her out on the shoes that he had removed earlier.

Albeit surprised, Ella followed Samuel.

"How about this one?" He was looking for dresses for the wedding photos. As for the wedding dress for their wedding ceremony, he had commissioned Miss Fila to customise one. Miss Fila was highly recommended by Lola.

She hadn't expected this to happen.

Because before, Samuel had been forced to marry her, and they didn't have a wedding ceremony nor taken any wedding photos.

Even though Ella had acted as bride on several films and advertisements, and felt great every time she wore a wedding dress, she could hardly imagine being Samuel's bride someday.

Her mind went blank. She could do nothing but look at the gowns Samuel had picked. Actually she could hardly say anything either.

So she just nodded, "They look great."

No one could refute that Samuel had great sense of style.-----------