Betrayed by my Ex-husband; Married to my Heart Donor のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Something flashed through Aston's eyes but it disappeared in a split of a second. “Then prepare her for the surgery,” he ordered, glancing at her.Camila sat up immediately. “Did you forget we haven't signed any documents?” Aston's eyes narrowed. “Is that what's more important to you?” Camila bit down on her lower lip. “We have to follow the necessary protocol to avoid any problems.”Aston's jaw tightened, he stared at her longer than he should without a word before walking out of the room.The doctor turned towards her the instant the door closed after her. “You shouldn't have said that.”Camila gave the doctor a once-over before lying down back. What was wrong with what she said? Their relationship was a deal so she was just trying to ensure there were no loose ends.She turned to the doctor. “How long do I have left?” He hesitated, staring at the document in her hands.“Don't I even deserve to know?” She pressed further.“You took a wrong medication for years and it has lowered

Miles's eyes widened immediately. “What did you just say?” “What?” Camila raised a brow. “Did I say something wrong?”“Camila,” Portia stepped forward, covering her mouth with her hand dramatically. “How can you cheat on Miles? He always does everything for—”“Why the hell are you so worked up?” Camila demanded, her voice cold. “This is a problem between my husband and I, what is it to you?”Portia tightened her fist beside her. “I am just looking out for—”“Camila, you haven't answered my question.” Miles reminded her, cutting Portia off. “Who is this man beside you?”“Did you really want me to repeat myself?” Camila demanded, meeting his gaze.Miles's jaw tightened. “How long have you been cheating on me?” “Cheating on you?” Camila repeated, touching her chest dramatically. “When did I ever do that?”“Don't get on my nerves, Camila.” Miles warned, taking a step towards her and then pointed at Braden. “Who is this man?” “He's my husband's—”Miles reached to grab Camila's chin but

Camila's heart stuttered, she pushed Aston back instinctively but Aston didn't let go immediately, he bit her lips gently before stepping away from her.“Who the hell is…” the rest of the words died in Miles's throat when he recognized Aston.“Mr. Winston,” he called, the anger in his voice replaced with calmness, “to what do I owe this visit?” “Didn't you want to know what's going on here?” Aston asked, his eyes fixated on Camila.Camila avoided his eyes, her pulse hammering in her ears as she created a huge distance between them.Miles chuckled, nervously. “I wouldn't dare, Mr. Winston." He said, wiping his hand on his suit jacket before stretching them towards Aston. “I'm Miles Griffin, the president of the Griffin's corporation. It's an honour to have you here.”Aston glanced from his outstretched hand back to his gleaming eyes for a second before turning his back on him. He headed straight towards one of the couches and without a word lowered himself on it.“Does it look like I c

The bowl slipped out of Camila's hand, clattering to the floor with a loud sound. Catherine turned towards her immediately, reaching for Camila’s shaky hand. “What's wrong? Is the bowl too hot?” “Granny, are you… trying to say that he wants to donate his sister's hand to me?” Camila asked, her voice breaking.Aston appeared at the doorway before Catherine could reply, rushing towards Camila. He checked her body, his eyes searching for any slight sight of an injury. “Aston, who's heart are you donating to me?” Camila whispered, her pulse hammering in her ears.Aston stiffened, he slowly let go of Camila and straightened his spine, shifting his gaze to Catherine.“I didn't know you hadn't told her.” Catherine said, raising her hands in surrender.“Don't add much chilli in the food,” Aston instructed, turning towards the door.“I asked a question, Aston.” Camila reminded him, forcing him to pause by the doorstep.“Do you still want to hear it from my lips?” Aston demanded, without spar

“Who the hell are you calling?” Miles asked, snatching the phone from Portia's hand.He had heard Pete's name but he couldn't be so sure. He glanced at the screen but the line was already dead. The call had come in from an unknown caller.Portia snatched the phone back from Miles's hand, hiding it behind her back. “It was just a spam call.”“Just a spam call and you were…” his voice trailed off as he eyes fell on Camila lying lifeless on her back.He rushed towards her, crumbling to her knees beside her as he shook her body. “Camila… Cam! What happened?”After a while and she didn't still bulge, he turned towards Portia, his expression darkening. “What… What did you do to her?” Portia took a step backward, his face and voice telling her he was doing anything but joking. “I-I—”The loud siren of an emergency van filled the air, cutting Camila off. She turned towards the door, a smile curving onto her face when Pete walked into the room in the next second.Miles narrowed his eyes at P