All Chapters of The Fated Fake Marriage: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dr. Jameson smiles. “Thank you for the invitation, but no. We’re unable to make it. My wife is heavily pregnant with our fourth child.”“Oh.” The group gush.He smiles, and with a courteous nod, he leaves the cafeteria.“Are you going to come, Dr. Stanton?” Amber asks.“Please, call me Cameron.”“Oh.” She lets out a fake laugh. “Cameron is such a nice name,” she gushes and I feel myself cringe. Just shut up, stupid.“Who is going?” he asks as his eyes flicker to me.“We all are.”His eyes hold mine. “Sure. Why not?”Shit. Over my dead body is Amber getting her claws into him. This day is getting worse by the minute.What would I wear if I did go?“Tomorrow morning, Ashley, I’m going over to the children’s hospital. You will be coming with me,” Cameron suddenly tells me.“Oh.” I smile. That’s exciting. “Okay.”He sips his coffee, and as I watch him, I practically melt in my chair. “Do you want me to meet you there?” I ask nervously.“No, you can come in my car.” I bet I could. “If that

His phone rings, connecting through the Bluetooth of the car. “Hello, Cameron Stanton,” he answers.“Hello, Dr. Stanton. This is Pauline from Pediatric records at the children’s hospital.”“Hello, Pauline.”“Sorry to bother you, sir. We have a small problem.”He exhales. “What’s that?”“We have a new staff member and, unfortunately, when she was scanning the reports into the patient files, the latest report you did for Sasha Mills is not in there, and we’re unable to locate the original one.”He rolls his eyes. “That’s fine. I will call in and resend it over to you.”“Thank you. I just knew you wouldn’t be happy if it wasn’t here when you arrive.”“Thank you for your call.” He hangs up.He drives for a minute more and then turns abruptly. “We just have to make a quick detour.” “Okay.” He flies down the road and we sit in silence. I’m not sure what to say and he is clearly ignoring me. Finally, he pulls into a swanky suburb and pushes a code into a gated community security gate. The

Change of plans.He keeps talking to Amber and I roll my eyes.I continue my one-sided conversation.My mother is flying in unannounced and I can’t do tonight.Can we do Friday instead?He laughs at something Amber has said and I frown as I keep typing.Sorry, it’s annoying.I really wanted to see you tonightxxxI fake a smile as I act like I know what they are talking about, and I hold my phone up to him as he glances over at me. Look at your phone, stupid. He takes the hint and opens his Facebook. I start talking to Scott who is on the other side of me. A message bounces back.No.I read it and frown. He glares at me, and I type back.What do you mean no?He responds.I’m seeing you tonight.Tell your mother she can see you on Friday.I fake a smile and reply. Somebody is horny.Don’t be a baby.I will see you Friday.A message fires back immediately.I mean it. Stop pissing me off.I fake a smile as I start to become infuriated.Friday.Take it or leave it!He answers.Leave it!O

“Cameron…”“Get away from me, Ashley, before I fucking lose my shit with you.”“Don’t be angry with me,” I plead.“Don’t be angry with you!” he yells, outraged. “I have thought of nothing else but you all week, and then I find you here practically naked for other men after lying to me about where you’re supposed to be!”“If you have thought of nothing else but me for the week, why are you here, Cameron?” I cry. “Are you here to have sex with somebody else while you think of me? Is that it? Is that how your fucked up, high flying world works?”He narrows his eyes in contempt.“You don’t know what it’s like to struggle,” I cry.“So you work in a brothel?” he yells.My face falls in disappointment and my tears break free. I swipe them away angrily. “Don’t you dare judge me! I don’t have a castle and a two-hundred-thousand-dollar car like you. I can’t even pay my fucking phone bill this week, Cameron.”His nostrils flare in anger and he points to his Aston Martin. “Get in the car.”I frow

We’ve parked the car at the airport and are walking across the parking lot towards the terminal. Jenna and Owen are in front of me holding hands and I’m dragging the suitcase on wheels. “Look at that big plane, Owie,” I call from behind.A plane takes off over us and we all stand still as we watch it zoom past.“Awesome!” he yells, and we all laugh.My phone rings. It’s Mom. “Hey.” I smile as I struggle with the heavy suitcase.“Hello, love. We have a problem.”I freeze. “We do?”“My bloods came back, and remember how I stopped taking the blood thinners for the thrombosis I had last year?”“Yes.” I frown.“The doctor said I am unable to fly for a month.”“What?” Shit.“He said I can’t fly until I take another course and it will take a month until my blood is safe enough for me to travel.”I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose. Fuck’s sake.“But that’s okay. Why don’t you fly Owen here and he can stay with me for a week or two, and then you can fly back and get him?”“Oh no.