All Chapters of The Hayes' Hearth || ✔️: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ella Lattone’s POV “I don’t think this was a good idea,” I said as I was looking at the short red dress that was sleeveless. I don’t know why I let Daisy has her fun of dressing me up. I was not for one to be dressing up when I was in a public setting except for a few occasions.

Cameron Hayes’ POV “Okay, here we go. Nice and slowly,” I said as I was sliding her onto the backseat of my car. I sighed as she was struggling to get inside. She was throwing tantrum like a child, which I found very cute about her.

Ella Lattone’s POVI was tossing and turning as the alarm was blaring near me. I groaned before I was reaching for it blindly as I was hitting the STOP button on my cell phone.

Ella Lattone’s POVI was staring outside the car as we passed by the traffic in the city. I saw a tour bus and people were walking around. I sighed as I was playing with my rings. The engagement ring and wedding band. I never thought I would be wearing them in 25 years of my existence.

Cameron Hayes’ POVI looked at Ella briefly when she was staring outside of the car. She dropped the question when I asked about her parents. She never talks much about them as I was getting to know her. She never told me about her parents after all.

Cameron Hayes’ POVI was jumping on my steps as I went to the drawing-room. I can see that Ella was not immune as she claimed. I will have her no matter what but I will have fun in that matter as well. I reached the drawing-room before I pushed the door and strode inside.

Ella Lattone’s POV “Man, you look horrible,” Barbara said as she was eyeing me right now. I turned to look at her. “You think?” I snapped as I was tryin

Ella Lattone’s POVI was looking ahead while I stole a glance at Cam now and then. He was gripping the steering wheel as his jaws were clenching. I see that he was still angry and I think I did not want to anger him any more.

Cameron Hayes’ POVFor once in my life, I wanted to kill my family for interrupting my moment with my wife. But of course, my wife did not have anything to say about that. She was happy to talk with my mother and I was sitting here, brooding while my father was sipping on his brandy.

Ella Lattone’s POVI sighed as I was looking at my hands. Well, my left hand. I felt the heaviness of the sapphire stone and my wedding band. It was a nice change on my fingers but I was still wary to show it to everyone. Especially my best friends.