His Father Proposal

Chapter 2 : His Father Proposal 

Maddie 

I didn't know how long I stood there in the rain 

My clothes were soaked, my body was cold, my mind was blank and empty. 

All I knew was that Camden was standing in front of me, looking at me in a way no one had looked at me before.

Not with disgust, neither pity, just observation. 

“What happened to you?” He asked. His voice is calm but serious. 

My lips parted but no words came out. How do I even explain something like this? That I lost my marriage in one night? That my husband cheated on me with my own step_sister? 

That I was thrown out like I meant nothing? I lowered my head in shame, my fingers trembling 

“I have nowhere to go,” I whispered,my gaze still glued to the ground. There was a brief silence, then I felt something warm around my shoulders. I looked up slightly and found out Camden had taken off his coat and placed it on me. 

“Get in the car.” He said, making my heart skip. I wasn't expecting that from him. I hesitated for a second then nodded slowly. 

I can't refuse because I don't have anywhere to go. I can't go back to my father because he will never allow me. 

The car was quiet as we drove. I sat by the windows, staring outside, watching the rain hit the glass. I could see my reflection from the glass 

Red eyes, pale face. Then everything reflected at me. My mistake. It would have been avoided if perhaps I had married that old man my father had sold me off to. Maybe being with him would have been better. 

Camden didn't speak much, he didn't question me about anything. He only glanced at me once in a while, like he was thinking about something.

After a while, the car stopped in front of a large mansion. His house. 

“Come down,” he said, his words bringing me back to reality. 

Inside, everything was warm and quiet. As if there was no human being around. 

A maid came forward immediately, surprised to see me. 

“Prepare a room,” Camden said, referring to the maid. “And bring her something to wear.” 

“Yes sir.” The maid replied and left. 

It's funny how things can change overnight. This place was once where I lived as a daughter in love. But now I stood here like a stranger. 

Camden turned to me, “go clean up first.” I entered without hesitation and went to the room that I was given. 

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, I felt a little better. But my heart was still weary. 

Moments later, the maid came in and told me Camden requested my presence. I quickly stood up and followed her to a room. It wasn't a guest room but his study room. 

He was sitting behind his desk when I entered. 

“Sit,” he said. I sat down slowly, my hands resting on my lab, tension and apprehension eating me up. 

For a moment, neither of us spoke. Tension was hanging in the air. But I could feel his eyes on me, studying me slowly. 

“Freddie divorce you.” He finally said, his eyes brimming with concern. Unfortunately,the words weren't a question, but a statement. Mr. Camden was a smart man, of course he will definitely figure it out on his own. 

“Yes.” I lowered my head. 

“With earth involved.” My breath panicked immediately, my fingers tightened slightly. How did he know? It seems like everyone has been aware of their affairs, apart from me. 

“How did you know?” I question with a blinking eyes. I'm still finding it hard to comprehend his knowledge about my relationship. 

I would have said he had gotten all this information from Freddie, my ex husband, his son but they hate each other. They don't have that father and son relationship 

“I have eyes everywhere.” Even though I have more questions to ask him, I decided to keep my mouth shut.  

“You have nothing now,” he said calmly, then he leaned back slightly. His eyes fixed on me. 

“No home, no support, no protection,” he continued, his words making my chest tightened with despair. 

What's he trying to do? Is he trying to sympathise with me or mock me? Maybe I shouldn't have come here with him. 

“If you go back to your father, he will sell you again.” My version suddenly got blurry as the words brought back memories I didn't like. 

“So?” I question with a shaking voice. My hands trembling. 

“Look at me,” he commanded, making me tilt my head at him. 

“So I'm going to give you a solution. You have two choices.” My heart started beating at his words. 

Two choices? I hope he isn't trying to get me to go back to his son. 

“You can leave this house tomorrow and go back to the life you came from.” A shiver of unease gripped me immediately. 

“Or….” He paused slightly, “you can stay and change your life.”

I blink slowly, okay, this is not bad. 

“What do you mean?” I asked softly, my words laced with curiosity. 

“I will be direct,” he said. “Marry me.” 

My body froze, for a moment, I thought I heard wrong. 

“.....wh…. what?” I stuttered, unable to believe his words. Is this man clearly drunk right now? But judging by his tone, he seems like someone who's not drunk. He seems to be in the right direction. Or am I mistaken? 

“Marry me,” he repeated again, but this time more calmly. “And give me an heir.” 

My thoughts tangled, leaving me utterly bewildered. 

“why… me?” I asked, my voice shaking. 

“There are many women better than me. So why me?”

“I don't need many women,” he said. “I need one who understands suffering and knows how to endure.” 

My heart skipped. I couldn't feel my breath anymore. 

“ I will give you everything. Protection, power, status. No one will ever look down on you again. But in return, I want you to give me an heir. A child.” 

  

My fingers trembled slightly as I looked at him to be sure it's really him. 

I mean, Camden was my father in law. My Ex husband's father. Now he wants me to marry him. Be hi

s wife and carry his child. 

But I wonder if he knows I'm actually barren, according to his son.