Forbidden Love With My Husband's Billionaire Cousin のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

SCOTTIt's my wedding day, but it sure as hell doesn't feel like it.Unlike most men who only feel excited, anxious and in love on their day, I am quite in an opposite mood – confused, lost and broken.The whole situation with Camille had left me tongue tied all through the night, even while Maya paced up and down my room steaming threats.I had expected her to tell dad about the whole thing, and maybe call the wedding off. But there she was in front of the reverend, in a gown I would have found lovely and perfect if only it was on a woman I really loved and wanted to marry, and at that moment, with my mind still in its plagued state, I could think of no better fit.I bent my head to wipe a tear that had escaped from the mass that blocked my vision, and suddenly the small but beautifully decorated room warmed up with people “awning”. I wish they knew what my tears really meant, maybe one of them would take me far far away from these people and put me through intensive therapy.As I st

SCOTTIt was winter, and the coldest one I had ever witnessed.Although Dad had agreed to let me spend the short break in the Thompson's villa because he had hoped it will strengthen the bond he had assumed was already growing between Maya and I. He was forced to cancel the arrangement went he learned that Mr Thompson's second daughter was already pregnant for me, and was even five months gone already.I remember how furious Dad was, I remember how we also lost the best of the china wares and most of the figurines and paintings in the living room and his study as well. I remember it so clearly because I am standing there in the room again, watching him destroy almost everything in it.Mom was quick to tug me away with her to her room upstairs where she made me sit and wait until she returned.I sat there all morning in my suit and nicely cut hair, not sure why dad was made and wondering when I get to leave for the villa.I sat there in her bed, waiting for her to return, or for someon

SCOTTThere was no other way to make things right but this way – even if it meant walking in father's path and principles.I had to be a man.Not just a smart ass with extensive knowledge on how to run a company and a big business like ours, but also a man who can control the course of his life and the things that happen around him instead of just floating with each tide.I didn't just have to sit back and watch a woman stir me in any direction she dimmed fit, or as her emotions spurn her. I was to be the one doing the spurning.But even as much as I tried to convince myself, the more I felt like I was still doing all the wrong things, like I was really letting go of the most things that mattered more to me.No day passed by that didn't remind me of Lucille's words the last time I saw her in my dreams and heard her voice whisper all the good and bad things my life could become in the coming days if I threaded the right path. I still remember the chubby and pretty face of that little b

CAMILLEThings seemed to fall in line for me when I came across an envelope on George's desk while everyone was out in the backyard enjoying a pool party with no one actually in the pool.I had taken leave to go rest inside and Katherine was kind enough to let me go even against James' objection about me trying to spoil the fun – that was the only moment I looked back and didn't regret telling her all about what happened in London.'Hold on a moment, I need to find George's speech, all day I have been trying to get hold of it so I can know how best to tweak mine' she giggled like a little child who just found out the sweet and chilling taste of ice cream.'You both still got the steam of your relationship' I said and immediately regretted it. If she knew what I knew, she would not be happy if she looked back and recalled every conversation we had, especially that one – she would think I was only mocking her.'Oh yes we do, one will think that after four kids and a lifetime of working

CAMILLEA month passed, and yet I still felt the sting from the stiffing blow James descended on me once we were behind doors at George's party.I didn't expect any less from him. From the moment he found out the identity of my child's baby I had only come to realize that the man I knew all my life was only a mask of who he truly was – a masked lion.I had returned to New York that same evening even against his own wish, and I surprised myself too with the courage I showcased. I wanted to apologize to Katherine for how everything had turned out, for not confiding in her, but who was I fooling?It would have been different if I had confided in her first, if I had trusted her enough to tell her the whole truth before publicly exposing her husband and rubbing the shame on her face in the presence of all the guests there who also respected her so much.But the next action she took was one I had never expected and the only reason why I deeply regretted my actions at that moment.It came as