Mag-log inCamila~
I could see through his cracking knuckles and the deep scowl on his face. Dark set of eyes were heavily fixated on me. "What was that?" He blurted. I was trying to remain as calm as possible. "You embarrassed me, so you shut up and listen to me." "I helped you. For years, you have been married to me. Is this how you wish to repay me? By humiliating me like this! What would Caleb think?" I didn't understand what he'd just said. My voice was as cool as a gentle breeze. I couldn't afford to start crying again. "Jaxon? I don't get you at all. You slept with Caleb's teacher. My own friend. You chased me out of your house, you disgraced me. But now you're worried I'm with another guy?" His fist met with the table in a loud bang. "Yes." I blinked,"what? Make it make sense, that you're free to cheat and I can't?" "Are you? Is he your lover?" "Of course not! You didn't care where I would be. And your own son, you...my credit card was blocked. I have nothing, Jaxon. And you slept comfortable with your new mistress knowing we probably slept on the streets?" His lips opened to speak but he shut them tight again. A soft sigh followed, "Listen, I'm sorry. You've learnt your lesson now. But you still owe me an apology. My lips are bursted! I will sue that idiot, I won't take things easy with him." I just shook my head, "enough of all this childish behavior from you. Let's get down to business." Sitting up straight, I poured out my heart. "I'm not demanding for much. But as you know, I have no job. You need to unfreeze my card, no need to provide a job for me. I think I've got that settled out. Jaxon resumes school next two weeks. His tuition f*e needs to be settled on time." "We need a place to stay, and you have many buildings in town. You could rent out one to us. I'll work hard and pay you back. Also, Caleb is still your son. You have no right to punish him. He's a grown man so he eats a lot. I want a decent child support." It felt so good to get this off my chest. I was ashamed of myself, if only I knew, I would have set values for myself. I just never thought Jaxon would ever leave me. I thought we would be married till we're old. But life happens, I guess. He carefully observed me, it was like a whooping 2 minutes before he said, "are you done?" I swallowed, shifting uncomfortably on the seat. "Yup." Then, he started with a mocking chuckle until it became a loud irritating laughter. His hand rested on his head, those eyes now gazing at me with...pity? "Oh dear, I love how you always try to be this...brave, strong woman. But we're not in a movie. I give you whatever I want to. You don't get to demand." "Excuse you? I have been your wife for 15 years—" "—and you're so proud about that, huh? God, you were, what? 14 years old when you had Caleb? We were fucking kids!" "Who grew up together as a couple." "I'm grown now. You think I ever loved you? No, I was stuck with you." "Yea, whatever. You've made your point loud and clear now." I won't cry, I won't cry. "Those are my demands. I'll leave first," I got up to my feet. "Sit your ass down, right now Camila." Suddenly, he was not laughing anymore. "You are still mine. I own you. And I'll give you whatever I think you deserve. Remember what we said? You thought you could last without me." He scoffed. "I always fed you, I gave your life a meaning. You owe me." The menacing smile returned. "Besides, you seem to have a new man in the picture. Why don't you cry to him to help? I will take Caleb from you, and you can do whatever the fuck you want to with your life." I was moving uncomfortably again. I needed to be strong. Jaxon had a way with words and always reduced me into nothing. I should speak back, he doesn't deserve to talk to me this way! But I kept on remembering Caleb's words. I'm poor. I don't deserve to be proud. It was getting tough to breathe. My vision darkened as tears had gathered and filled it. It was an effort not to burst down and start crying now. I'm poor. I don't deserve to be proud. If I opened my mouth now, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from bursting into tears. Why was my life messed up like this? I jumped up to my feet. Meanwhile, Jaxon had been observing me, waiting to see what I would do next. What should I do? Beg this sick bastard? But I didn't do anything wrong! Why do I have to beg him? "J--" I forgot how to speak. "Ja...Jaxon," my gaze shifted. Then I saw him. "Please don't see me like this," I cried on the inside. I'd been too embarrassed already. Why was Nico here! He didn't stop. He kept advancing until he was standing next to me. He pulled the chair away and.... Crashing into his arms was nothing like I'd expected. I just stood there like a log of wood, trying to understand what was happening. But he pulled me closer, hugging me tighter. "Don't." He said softly. "Don't let him see you cry." Everywhere became silent, like the entire universe was hugging me too. The buzzing of people in the restaurant reduced into nothing. A strong feeling of ease washed over me. I threw my arms around him and stayed still..."just for a moment," I begged."I'll get my shit together." "I'm here." I was glad to hear him say that. "I'm not going anywhere." This weight in my chest had been lifted. I sucked in air, I was literally recharging. "OH YOU ARE SO DEAD RIGHT NOW!" I heard Jaxon's voice. Pulling free from Nico, I turned to see an angry Jaxon yelling, "how dare you? What is this, a p**n stage? You're here cuddling with another man's wife, don't you have any shame at all!" In three steps, I rushed over to Jaxon and... Slap! The pain was experienced by everyone watching because a loud gasp erupted at the same time. Even I blinked, then winced in pain at the throbbing pain on my palm, mostly my fingers hurt. "Are you done?" That seemed to shut him up immediately. If his lips was bursted before, now there were my imprints on his already reddened cheeks that I almost felt bad for him. "Good. Now, I have made my demands, Jaxon. If you're still so stubborn about it, then I'll stop playing nice, and make sure that the entire world knows how much of a dick Jaxon Carter is. Do you understand me?"Camila~I could see through his cracking knuckles and the deep scowl on his face. Dark set of eyes were heavily fixated on me. "What was that?" He blurted. I was trying to remain as calm as possible. "You embarrassed me, so you shut up and listen to me.""I helped you. For years, you have been married to me. Is this how you wish to repay me? By humiliating me like this! What would Caleb think?"I didn't understand what he'd just said. My voice was as cool as a gentle breeze. I couldn't afford to start crying again. "Jaxon? I don't get you at all. You slept with Caleb's teacher. My own friend. You chased me out of your house, you disgraced me. But now you're worried I'm with another guy?"His fist met with the table in a loud bang. "Yes."I blinked,"what? Make it make sense, that you're free to cheat and I can't?""Are you? Is he your lover?""Of course not! You didn't care where I would be. And your own son, you...my credit card was blocked. I have nothing, Jaxon. And you slept comfo
Camila~ I couldn't play it cool anymore. "Well don't you know, trouble is my middle name," was all I could manage before I forced my way far from him to the opposite end of the kitchen. My heart was such an idiot to be racing like this on some flirt I just met yesterday! But Nico was handsome. He must have that effect on every woman, men too, who knows. "The sugar is up here," he was pointing upwards to the cabinet, "come and get it." I looked up and did a calculation in my head, "what? Do you think I'm that short?" Then bounced over. He moved away, ready to watch in amusement at how I'd embarrassed myself. The moment of truth was upon me. Standing on my toes, I reached upwards, stretching my hands as far as they could go and...Oh no, I am short. I mean, I knew that but, this short? I heard a faint chuckle from behind, "I would reach up to get it for you," he said, smiling, "but you can do that yourself, can you not? I'm rooting for you." Flashing me a wink, he smirked before le
Camila~ "Well, goodnight son," I was about to close the door when he called me back. "Dong worry, I've told Mike and the boys—" I gave it a second thought, "well, grown men, will behave. They just got into a headed argument, that's all." "No, not that." He said quietly. Looking at how serious his face was, I made a mental note to be calm and listen. "Okay honey, what is it?" I sat down next to him. "I'm supposed to resume school next two weeks. We're poor now. You've got to speak to dad." "Right," I knew what he was talking about. "You want me to kiss his ass..." He clicked his teeth,"he's your husband. You've been with him for so long. And you want some other woman to claim everything? Just because she says she's pregnant. For all we know, she may even just be lying." "I will give him a call," I stopped him right there. "Caleb, I know it's none of your business. But your dad hurt me. You need to understand that you're not the only one hurting here." "So? You'd just let your p
Camila~ He smiled, and his eyes actually lit up in excitement. God, I loved his eyes. I hoped I wasn't staring again. "Did I say something funny?" I just had to ask. His hand reached for mine, and he led me outside. The cold air sank into my skin, causing me to shiver. "It's cold," he said, his hand stretched forward as he... caught the cold? I didn't know what he was doing. "Yeah, I'm kinda cold, so can we wrap this up?" He nodded, then cleared his throat a little too loudly. "Yes, you are right. Okay, um, Camila Torres..." I blinked. How did he... But I was more furious. He was wearing a hoodie. Why couldn't he offer it to me? Bro hasn't seen a lot of romantic movies where they ask, "Are you cold?" and offer their jacket or something? This man before me just ignored my shivers and shaking like it was nothing! "Let's wrap it up," I said again, making my face hard. "Sure, sure. Okay, uh... you're the one I've been searching for all my life." He said it so calmly, like he was s
Camila~ "I need you to be on your best behavior, Caleb." He was tall, nearly taller than me now, but I didn't let myself be intimidated by his height. He was still my son. I slapped his shoulder. "Hey, look at me, I'm talking to you!" Caleb lazily turned to face me. "I'm sorry, okay? But this is our reality right now." My voice was low as I tried to talk some sense into him. "You didn't have to leave Dad on such terms. Besides, he owes you alimony. You should have behaved so the money increases." "Behaved?" The word tasted bitter in my mouth no matter how I repeated it. "He cheated on me... he should have behaved." "He made a mistake. It's your job to forgive him. Think about me. Now you want me to suffer because of your foolish pride?" By this time, it felt like my blood was boiling. "You're not making any sense right now. Why am I arguing with a dumb fourteen-year-old child?" "You sure are very proud for someone who is now poor. Why drag me into this too?" Smacking my lips,
Third POV ~ Camila heaved a deep sigh. She was so glad for that flirt who had made her let out all her emotions. At least now, she’d found a solution—no matter how temporary it might be. She picked up her phone. “This is my last resort,” she reminded herself. Camila had lost his number ages ago. I mean, they were friends for some years, but that was it. Everyone moved on. “Please remember me, I beg you.” He had always been so nice to her. They’d reconnected even after high school, and he was still so sweet to her. “I’m sorry I lost your number again…” “But thanks to social media…” She had dug it up online. “Okay. Just answer my call the first time, hmm?” She swallowed what remained of her pride and dialed his number. No response. “Damn it!” “I’ve got no shame now, have I?” She dialed again. This time, his voice came through. “Hello? Hey, Camila! It’s been so long!” Oh, he sounds excited to hear from me. That’s good… Camila smiled, then confessed everything. “It’s Jaxon. He
Camila's POV "Thanks Tessa, you really are the best." I said with a smile. Caleb was pouting and didn't even say a word. I could see him from the mirror. "Honey, won't you say thank you to Tessa for her help?" He shrugged. "Whatever, thanks aunt Tessa." "Teenagers." I said, cloaking my concern
Camila's POV I mean I had always suspected something strange was going on between them. Caleb even made assumptions! I...I just couldn't believe my doubts to be true. I didn't know how long I'd been waiting but finally, Jaxon came back. Blake was not with him. "You seem in a rush. How is she
Camila's POV "Me? Who's that?" I said, following her downstairs. "Her name was madam Vanessa." I did not hear her clearly. "I'm sure there's been some sort of mix up somewhere. Vanessa?" I shook my head. I wasn't buying this! I tried to keep myself, calming down. I always knew that Vanessa
Camila's POV I couldn't believe what had just happened. "Jaxon? I told you what happened, how can you still doubt me like this!" Savanah blinked, she knew her brother was taking her side. "Why will you lie like this, Camila? What did I ever do wrong?" "You--" anger filled me but I never spoke







