Chapter 8 - Chapter 8 Our Private Time

After dinner, Ethan pushed Ella in her wheelchair for a walk on the villa's lawn. Moonlight spilled over the grass; the night was gentle, and a soft breeze brushed against their faces, carrying a faint scent of fresh grass."Los Angeles has such beautiful night views," Ella looked up at the moon in the sky, her tone filled with awe."Yeah, much more beautiful than the small town in Ohio," Ethan agreed."Do you miss home?""Sometimes, but right now I'd rather stay in Los Angeles," Ethan gazed at Ella's profile—her features looked even softer under the moonlight. "I have my work here, and... someone important."Ella's body froze slightly. She turned to look at him, her eyes holding a hint of curiosity. "Someone important?"Ethan felt his cheeks grow warm and his heart race. Summoning up his courage, he looked into her eyes. "Mm, like you, Auntie."A blush rose to Ella's cheeks. She averted her gaze, but a smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "It's getting late. Let's head back," she said softly.When they returned to the villa, Ethan helped Ella get ready for bed and was about to go back to his own room. But just as he reached the door, Ella grabbed his wrist."Ethan," her voice was quiet, "could you stay a little longer and sit with me?"Ethan nodded and sat down beside her bed. Neither of them spoke; the only sound in the room was their breathing. Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the blush on her face and the tenderness in his eyes.In this moment, Ethan knew his feelings for Ella had transcended the relationship between employer and employee. And in the way Ella looked at him, there was something different too.