Cutting off Ellis and Emma's income sources, plunging them into financial struggle and piling on huge debts was easy for him. Yet, doing so hardly taught Ellis any lesson; it seemed utterly pointless. She failed to recognize that he wasn't a toy to be picked up and discarded at whim. Even if she did realize, she was unlikely to beg for his mercy; instead, it only drove her further away. He hated being constantly reminded more than he disliked her insolence—reminded that she wanted to divorce him, that she scorned the idea of being Mrs. Easton again, her ignoring and rejecting him, and the uncontrollable emotions that left him feeling out of place. Stepping into her room again and facing her ghost-like stare, he pursed his lips. "Ellis, are you scared? You look like you've seen a ghost." This scumbag is unbelievable! Ellis had never met someone as annoying as him. Just lock me up here and stop parading around in front of me, will you? Without verbally expressing her disdain for the despicable scumbag, Ellis resorted to body language. She gave him a scornful up-and-down look, then disdainfully closed her eyes. The sight was unbearable, and it wasn't the first time Easton had seen such a performance, but tonight it choked him up more than usual, making him emotionally unstable. Thinking back to the bottle of wine he'd thrown at Morty during a childhood friends' gathering, he suddenly realized how easily his emotions could spiral out of control because of her. "I'll call Jackson..." He intended to tell her that he had called off the plans against her and Emma, that she could lead a normal life once she left Dynasty Estate, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. What good would telling her do? Would she be happy, grateful? Clearly, that's never going to happen. Being emotionally influenced by others wasn't a good sign; Easton had to nip it in the bud. He turned sideways, facing the door and away from Ellis on the bed. "You should leave. I'll have the driver take you back to Sunshine Estates." Let Ellis find another man to marry if she wants. Their divorce didn't bind her to mourn him for the rest of her life. Even in feudal times, no one expected fidelity after separation, let alone nowadays. Although the timing of her wanting to find another man was during their divorce talks, they had been separated for a while, merely married in name. In principle, even if she already had another man, it wouldn't constitute infidelity. Annoyed at first to hear Easton speak, when he uttered those words, Ellis sat up in disbelief, "Seriously? You're not locking me up anymore?" "Better leave before I change my mind." Once she was certain he wasn't deceiving her, Ellis ran from the room as fast as she could, fearing any delay might inexplicably weigh on Easton's heart. The door had been shut, so the bodyguards stationed outside hadn't heard their conversation. As soon as Ellis opened the door, the bodyguards rushed to stop her, "Mrs. Hudson, you can't leave the room." Ellis instinctively looked back at Easton standing behind her. Meeting her questioning gaze, Easton forcibly cleared the discomfort from his mind and spoke normally to the bodyguards, "Your job here is done." With that, Ellis's path was clear, and she ran like a cheetah, eager to distance herself from anything related to Easton, opting to take a cab home instead of waiting for the driver he might send.A few minutes into the cab ride, the sight of Dynasty Estate disappeared behind her, and as she looked at the shabby interior of the cab and the driver ahead, Ellis felt an unreal sense of unreality. No matter why Easton suddenly released her, from now on, whenever she saw him, she'd take a detour, staying as far away as possible. The experience of being locked up by Easton, losing her freedom, was boring and terrifying; she never wanted a second round—it had nearly driven her mad. As she neared home, remembering she'd left her phone at the manor, Ellis changed her destination, deciding to retrieve her phone first. After all, in the modern world, being without a phone is immensely inconvenient. Despite several attempts to rescue Ellis from Easton's clutches, Emma had been somewhat reassured by a call from Ellis saying she was safe. However, Emma couldn't completely let down her guard. Therefore, when she saw Ellis appear in the middle of the night, she doubted her own eyes. "Ms. Emma!" With a stunned expression, Ellis waved her hand in front of her, "What's going on?"It wasn't sleepwalking, nor was it failing eyesight; it was really Ellis! Emma hastily grabbed Ellis's hand, examining her thoroughly, asking, "Easton didn't harm you, did he?"