All Chapters of I Am Dead To You Husband : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Cole," Camila whispered as she gently reached out to touch his hand.His chest rose and fell in a steady, unsettling rhythm. The last time she'd seen him like this, they were kids, and he'd accidentally eaten a peanut butter sandwich at school. The memory flashed before her eyes: the frantic rush to the hospital, the suffocating fear, the helplessness.Now history had repeated itself.She looked around the room, expecting to see Rachel, but she was nowhere to be found.Shouldn't she be right by his side?Just then, the door swung open, and a chorus of voices shouted."SURPRISE!"Camila snapped her head toward the doorway. Rachel stood there, grinning, surrounded by Cole's friends and a scattering of unfamiliar faces. A man holding a violin stood out in the crowd.Before she could process the chaos, they began to sing, "Happy birthday to you..." with a man playing the violin along with them.Camila blinked, turning to Cole only to find him seated upright, grinning from ear to ear. It

As Lawson dragged Diane out of the hospital, he tried to keep his composure as much as possible. "Lawson, what's wrong with you?" Diane exclaimed as she struggled to keep up with his pace.Lawson didn't respond, his jaw clenched in anger.As if dealing with Diane's tantrums wasn't enough, he now had the nerve of a strange woman to contend with—a woman who had looked at him with such disdain, such hostility, that it still lingered in his mind. He shook his head, chuckling wryly to himself.What was it about today? Was he wearing a sign that said "kick me"?He didn't even have enough time to fume from his argument with Diane. She had refused to consider surrogacy, and Lawson felt like she was being unreasonable.Wasn't she desperate to have a child after losing her baby two years ago? It seemed like she was still blaming him for the loss, and her daily tantrums were taking a toll on him. Having forced him to the hospital for a fertility check, and with the doctor giving them a better su

As the car came to a smooth stop, Camila stepped out onto the sleek, wooden dock. Before her, the majestic yacht rose from the water, its decks glowing with a mesmerizing display of lights. A little too dramatic for her liking. But it was something Cole would do—extravagant, attention-grabbing, and utterly over-the-top. It was a reflection of his personality, and Camila couldn't help but smile at the familiarity of it all. The evening air was alive with the soft hum of music and the gentle lapping of waves against the hull.Camila's gaze swept across the scene, and she couldn't deny the slight excitement. It all felt like a fairytale ball. Her dress, a stunning blue cocktail gown, sparkled with intricate, glittering details that caught the light as she moved. It hugged her curves perfectly, and she was beginning to wonder if Cole and Rachel had been keeping track of her measurements over the years.Classic Cole.As she made her way towards the entrance, she caught sight of Cole, deck

"I made it clear to you, Emily. Stay away from me," Antonio hissed, his voice a low growl that echoed in the relative quiet of the outer deck. He couldn't believe she'd followed him, especially here, to Cole's party. "And I made it clear to you, Antonio, that I don't take orders." Emily stepped closer, her faces inches from his "You can't just ignore me.""This isn't the time or place, Emily." He glanced back at the bar, a flicker of unease in his eyes. He didn't want Camila or anyone to know about his complicated past with Emily. He didn't want to draw attention to himself, especially not tonight. Emily glance at bar and back at Antonio. "Or is it because you're with someone else? That woman at the bar..." she chuckle like she had just piece up the puzzle. "So she's my replacement....I get it now."Antonio inhaled sharply too exasperated to resort. But as he looked into Emily's eyes, he noticed something he hadn't seen before - fear, insecurity. She's slipping. Could he use this?

"She's gone," Cole smiled. "She left the party a while ago."Antonio's gaze lingered on Cole's face, as if searching for more information. "Where did she... go?" Cole shrugged, his expression neutral. "Back to her hotel, I assume. She said she was tired."Antonio's eyes narrowed slightly. "Did she say anything else?" Cole went silent for a moment, then he stepped closer. "What's your interest in Camila, Antonio?"Antonio's smile was quick and easy. "Just making conversation, Cole. I'm just curious about the guest of honor."Cole's gaze lingered on Antonio's face as if trying to see through him. But all he saw was the same charming, polished exterior that Antonio always presented."I'll let you get back to your guests," Antonio said, with a quick glance at the room once more. Cole walked past him, but Antonio paused in the hallway, just enough to keep Cole within his peripheral vision. He watched as Cole moved through the remaining guests, his smile strained, his eyes distant.He re