Chapter 5

Ella’s POV

“Master, we’ve found who tried to kill Miss Ella,” John announced, and I saw Jordan’s face fuel with anger. I had never seen this look on him. He looked like he could kill anyone right now.

“Okay, give me a minute. I’ll be with you,” Jordan responded, and with that, John left the room.

I had to at least know who wanted me dead. Although I had an idea, I hoped it wasn’t the Baxter family. I knew they wanted me dead for the trouble I caused them. I really hoped it wasn’t them.

“Ella, I know you have every right to know, but please, can you let me handle this for now? As soon as I’m certain about the suspect, I’ll inform you immediately, and you can decide whatever you want me to do with the person — and it’ll be done in an instant. I promise you,” Jordan said in a very soft tone.

He was a gentle guy and a rough one as well when needed. But right now, he was the sweetest person ever. I nodded my head, giving permission for him to go ahead, and with that, he left the room, instructing the other servants to look after me and the guards not to leave the door at any moment.

It had been hours now since Jordan left, and he still is wasn’t back. I sighed as I struggled to stand on my feet.

Maya came rushing in. “Girl, we’re in trouble.” She said in a worried tone.

“I didn’t want to tell you this, but the Baxter brothers have been messaging me since you were at the hospital. They tried getting to you, but I switched off your cell phone. They said if we don’t comply with what they want, they know about your precious Mr. Jordan — and they’ll get to him and harm him,” Maya explained, pacing as she spoke.

No. They can’t do this. They can’t involve Jordan. He has nothing to do with my stupid mess. How was I going to do this? I’m doomed.

“How much do they want this time, Maya?” I asked, expecting the worst.

“Two million dollars, girl. Where are we going to get that type of money from?” Maya replied.

It didn’t shock me. The Baxter brothers were as easy as a bedtime story to read, so I expected this enormous amount. But how would I raise something like this when I hadn’t even sent money to Mrs Rose back home for her treatment? I hadn’t repaid Jordan for all his help, and now they wanted money too.

“Should we just explain the situation to Jordan? I’m pretty sure he’ll understand, and he has the resources to make these guys disappear in an instant,” Maya suggested, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Of course not, Maya. Jordan can never know about this. It’s just between you and me, please,” I pleaded, making her promise because I know her — sometimes, she doesn’t think things through.

“From now on, I’ll handle their threats. Don’t worry about it,” I assured her.

The afternoon passed with Maya and me thinking of various solutions, and Jordan still wasn’t back at this point.

I shouldn’t be worried. He’s a grown, wealthy man who can handle any situation. Plus, I’m not his wife or girlfriend. I’m just a girl he had a one-night stand with. I shouldn’t be doing wife duties. But I couldn’t help myself.

I didn’t have Jordan’s number yet, so I couldn’t reach him. I asked Maya to help me go outside, and she did — understanding my worries, she didn’t protest.

We were standing at the door to the room where Jordan had brought me, and two enormous men stood guarding it. If anyone would know where Jordan was or how to contact him right now, it would be them.

“Hi, guys. Do you know where Jordan is or how I can get to him?” I managed to get their attention.

One of them whispered into the ear of the other before responding to me.

“Sorry, Miss Isabella, we have no clue. But if you want his phone number, we could give it to you,” the bigger guy replied.

He looked like he was lying, but I couldn’t argue with them right now. I just wanted to know Jordan was safe.

I got back into the room. I hadn’t noticed how beautiful it looked until now. I sat on the bed and tried calling Jordan, but it kept going to voicemail.

I had been calling him for minutes now, but he wasn’t responding, and it was almost midnight at this point. I eventually got tired and left him a message saying he should take care of himself and that I was worried about him.

I could feel my eyelids closing and my body getting tired — probably from all the medication I’ve been taking.

When I opened my eyes again, the my came in contact with a shadow in the dark, that was seated on the sofa by the bed.

“Hey, baby girl. Why are you awake? Do you need anything?” It was Jordan.

He was back, but he didn’t look the same to me. He moved closer, and I could see his face clearly. There were bruises everywhere.

My heart was pounding really fast at this point. I grabbed his face in my hands and didn’t even realize when tears began forming in my eyes.

“How did you get this, Jordan? Who hurt you?” I asked, sobbing — not even caring that he was my boss at this point. I didn’t want to see the man who made my heart skip a beat in pain.

“I’m fine, baby girl. Don’t cry, come on. I’m okay, it’s nothing serious. Just got into a minor accident, that’s all. Don’t bother,” he murmured, placing his hands on mine.

I knew this wasn’t nothing. The Baxter brothers must have gotten to him already. Should I just tell him about my past right now? Will he understand me?

Besides, what do I have to lose? I’m just a worker for his mum. The least he could do is kick me out — but he’ll be safe. That’s more important.

“Jordan, I have something to tell you,” I said.

“Me first,” he replied, smiling.

I let him talk. I’d just tell him later. Maybe what he had to say was more important.

“We found the person who tried to murder you, baby girl,” he continued, letting out a little chuckle.

“It’s Fiona. And she’ll pay.”

His last words left me completely shocked.