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 21 - チャプター 30

Camila shifted her gaze towards him immediately. “You want me to go?”Aston relaxed back on the couch, closing his eyes. “You can send Braden if you mind.”Camila gazed at him for quite a long time before looking away. She adjusted back on the couch and crossed her legs before turning to Braden who had just joined them.“Turn off the television.” She said, picking up the tablet.Braden quickly sourced for the remote control and immediately turned it off. Camila focused on the tablet, her eyes studying the file in it so carefully. This was the second time she was going through this, the first time was when she convinced Aston to give him a loan a month ago.“Did you ever agree to any loan extension?” She asked after a while.“You drafted the file yourself, everything is in there.” Aston replied, voice flat.Camila shoved the tablet. “I clearly wrote he pays back the loan after a week of disbursement or the interest will keep increasing. It's been five weeks already with nothing to show

“Are you not going to tell me too?” Camila demanded when Aston didn't say anything after a second. She hadn't even started her investigation and they were already building walls against her.“Around half a billion,” Aston answered after a second. “I'll send you the finance record via email.” Camila's eyes widened in shock. ‘Half a billion? The Griffin's corporation barely makes twenty million in a month.’“Is there something else you need?” Aston asked, dragging her back to reality.Camila was just about to say no when her eyes flickered to the files still standing tall before her. “Don't you have any explanation to—”Aston hung up the next second before she could complete her sentence.“Avoiding my questions huh?” She hissed, tossing her phone to her desk before slumping back onto her chair. “You better be ready for them all tonight.”“I'll take my leave now if there's nothing else.” Braden said, already hurrying to the door.“Not too fast, Braden.” She stated, forcing him to paus

Braden stared at her longer than he should before he finally understood her words. He rolled his eyes, packing up a bundle of files and dumping it on her desk.“What are you doing?” Camila asked, her eyes narrowing. “I said you should cancel them and not bring any files to my desk.”“Your signature is all that is needed to cancel it.” Braden said, pushing the file towards her.Camila clenched and unclenched her fist slowly before picking up one of the files. “The world is almost digitalized yet a big company like the Winston's still needs a signature on files.” She murmured under her breath, forcing her anger down her throat.Braden opened another file and pushed it toward her. “I thought you wanted to do nothing.” Camila paused for a second, lifting her gaze to meet his eyes. “Are you questioning my decision now?” “Not at all.” Braden replied, raising his hands in surrender.Camila gazed at him for a while before lowering her gaze on the file and scribbling on the paper inside the

Camila gulped down the whole water in the glass down still trying to process what Aston had just said.‘What? Did he seriously cook for her?’ She thought, staring at the empty flasks before her.“What are you surprised about?” Aston asked, packing up the empty flasks. “Is it the fact that I can cook or I cooked for you?”Camila tilted her head slowly, his gaze fixating on him. She couldn't be so sure about which truth prickled her skin the most.“Don't worry, I'll only cook for you.” Aston promised, ruffling her hair. His words made Camila's heart stutter as the only man that ever cooked for her was her father. Even when Miles was lying and deceiving her with fake love and affection, he never for once stepped into the kitchen.Instead he had hired the best chefs and nutritionists around the world to take care of her. But she could remember seeing him cook for Portia.Truly, any one that loves you will go extra miles to do anything for you. “What are you thinking about?” Aston asked,

Camila stared at the phone long after the call ended before Miles's warning finally made sense to her. She jumped out of the bed and immediately slipped on whatever clothing her hand grabbed.She picked up her phone and hurried downstairs. She was not yet familiar with the house and didn't even know where to get the car keys or locate the garage.She had run up and down the living area when she remembered Braden existed. Without thinking twice, she dialed his number and luckily he answered at the third dial, still half asleep.“Where can I find a car key in this villa?” she asked, impatience heavy in her voice.“Car key? Where do you want to go by this time of the night?” Braden demanded, ignoring her question.Camila removed the phone from her ear and glanced at the time for the first time since she woke up, 3:23 am. She couldn't still understand why Miles chose that time of the night but she wouldn't want anything to happen to her family.Her hand tightened around the phone. “Don't