Novels by Blessing ❤️😍

The next day, I went to bring Mom from the hospital to her house. The car was quiet. Sebastian drove me to the hospital. He didn’t put on music. He didn’t ask questions. I sat with my arms around myself. Tired. So tired it felt like my bones were heavy. He noticed. “Camilla,” he said softly. “You look worried.” I shook my head. “Nothing.” “Nothing,” he repeated. He stopped the car then turned to me. “You know that you can actually tell me anything. I’m always willing to listen.”I stared out the window. I have alot of things to say and I can't keep it, anymore.I was done pretending. “Why are you this nice to me?” I asked. My voice was small. Sebastian smiled a little. “Because I’m a nice guy.” “That’s not an answer,” I said. He sighed. “Okay. Because you deserve someone to be nice to you. Because you’ve been carrying too much alone. Because...” He trailed off. “Because I can’t stand seeing you hurt.” I looked down at my hands. The wedding ring felt cold.

The silence after my shout was louder than the music. Bella was the first to move. She slid off Trent’s lap like she’d been waiting for this. Wine glass still in her hand. Her eyes widened over me, like she wanted war.For one second, Trent didn’t say anything. He just stared at me. Jaw tight. Wine in his hand halfway to his mouth as he’d frozen. Then Bella stood in front of me and slapped me on my cheek.My cheek burned. My head snapped to the side. Looked at her in anger. “Why would you raise your voice at your husband because of that old fool who's supposed to be dead already?” Bella hissed. “Don’t you have manners?” I touched my cheek. My ears were ringing. She stepped closer. Close enough that I could smell the wine on her breath. “Since you don’t have manners, I will teach you.” Something hot exploded in my chest. Four years of her laughing and mockery. Of her in his bed, Of her sitting in my house controlling me like a maid because Trent supported her. M

I didn’t go home. Sebastian drove me straight from St. Mary’s to the penthouse . He didn’task questions. He just unlocked the guest room, set the bagels and clothes on the bed, and said, _“Rest,my dear. I’ll be in my office if you need anything.”_ I slept for 5hours. When I woke up, my phone had 2 messages from Sabastian. “Are you awake now?”_ The next message was after 8 minutes “what would you like to eat?” seeing his message, I smiled because I knew he was waiting for me to wake up and eat something. I replied the message “Yes, I am awake now, I would like to eat rice and stewed beef and salad.”He replied immediately “Okay dear, your food will be l served in 20mintues.” I was blushing forgetting, I am still married to that horrible guy Trent.After some minutes Sabastian brought the food to the guest room,he sat and watch me eat, when I was almost done, he asked “I was really worried about you that night,what really happened?”I was not ready to explain anything to Sabas

St. Mary’s Hospital smelled like disinfectant at 11:10 PM. Camilla arrived so quickly. She ran from the curb to the ER doors; she was breathing heavily. Her hair was scattered; she was covered in sweat. She didn’t even notice; all she cared about was her mother surviving.“Mrs. Vaughn, the nurse at reception looked up. “We’ve been waiting for you. Your mother is in pre-op. OR 5. Dr. Reyes is with her. We have given her something that can sustain her for a short period of time before the surgery.”Camilla nodded. Her throat was dry, and she was in so much shock and fear to speak. She walked slowly to pre-op, OR 5. She saw her mother on the bed, still unconscious, and Dr.Reyes injecting something in hinto mum's drip. She went straight to her mother, held her cold hands, and tears rolled down her eyes.Dr. Reyes looked at Camilla with pity.“She will be fine, yo; just have to pay the deposit needed for surgery,$50,000, so we can start the surgery immediately.”She looked at the doctor

Trent went to the living room. Lights off. Only the city glowed through the windows. Same green shirt from this morning. Whiskey in his hand. He hadn’t moved. “Where were we going to tell me?” he asked. Camilla dropped her bag. Her hands were shaking. “I was still thinking about it because you were against anything that makes me happy.”“Is that your excuse?” Trent repeated. He stood up. “At 10 PM. In my uncle’s house.” He looked at the time on his phone.“Yes,” Camilla said. She was too tired to lie. “We had dinner. Then he drove me home.”Trent laughed. Once. Ugly. “Dinner. A ride. How nice, you are flirting with my uncle, and you're using work as an excuse. If it was just work, why didn't you tell me?”“Trent, please Don’t,” Camilla said. “Don’t what? You are still married to me, remember?” Trent stepped closer. “ I shouldn't ask? You’ve been working for him for 3 weeks, and you didn’t tell me, Camilla, 3 weeks-.”“That doesn't give you the right to accuse me of something

Luckily for her, when she got home, Trent had not come back. Then she plugged in her phone and saw the message he sent. I am not coming back tonight,” she said, smiling. Good for me.”Three weeks later.Sebastian hosted another dinner because their company signed a big contract. The dinner was successful, and everyone enjoyed it just like the last time; this one was even better.The rumor started at the Everyone was talking about how delicious the meal was.Camilla didn’t hear it until 8 PM, when she was already in Sebastian’s kitchen, reviewing invoices for the estate. Mrs. Leland’s is a business partner with Trent too, so she told him about the dinner just to compliment his wife, not knowing that Trent never knew about his wife.“Mr.Voughn, your wife is so gifted; she is a good cook, she knows how to organize an event properly, and she is very hardworking, please my regards to her.”At home, Camilla, the housekeeper, called _“Is it true you’re working for Mr. Rich now? Mrs. Lelan