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 41 - チャプター 50

Camila stiffened on the floor, her pulse hammering loudly in her ear. A cold metal hit the nape of her neck, reminding her what was at stake.“Mr. Griffin, we found a trespasser. She's right here with me.” The man said into his phone.Camila didn't get what Miles said from the other end as her mind was in pure jeopardy but the man's next words told her neither her parents nor her will survive if she doesn't act.“Okay, sir. I'll bring her over now.”She waited calmly till the man ended the call and pocketed the phone before standing up abruptly, the force knocking out the gun from the distracted man's hand.Before the man could react, she threw a punch directly on the man's nose with everything in her just like… Miles had thought her. Who knew she was going to use his teachings against him?She didn't give the man the time to scream as she shoved a cloth into his mouth. “Where are you?” A voice came from the walkie talkie in the man's jacket pocket.Camila wanted to reach for it but

Camila stepped back immediately, hiding by the side of the door. She bit down on her lower lip hard to suppress herself from making any sound. It didn't take long before Portia approached Braden's body on the floor.She was about to touch Braden but then, he suddenly lifted his head, sending her flying backwards.Camila entered the room after Braden and banged the door shut after them, making sure she locked.The misty scent of peppermint tea still hung slightly on the air. This was once her room, a safe space she treasured.But glancing at the high end aesthetic and clothes crowding the room, she felt more irritated than angry.Portia stood up, holding her bleeding nose. “Do you think you… you can make it out here alive?” The pain in her voice was very evident even though she tried masking it with anger.Braden massaged his head slowly, a low hiss escaping his lips. But Camila grabbed his hand from behind before he could part his lips.“You should care about yourself stepping out of

Camila snapped her gaze towards Serena, staring at her blankly. She had expected any type of question but not that one.“You claimed to be my mother, minutes ago and you're suddenly asking me this question.” Camila reminded her, still trying to make sense of her question. “Are you even understanding yourself?”.Serena threw her face. “Mr. Winston rescued me and my husband. He brought me to find you with only one plea…” she paused, tilting her head slightly to stare at Camila. “He asked me to believe whatever I saw without questions.”Camila's hand tightened around the car's wheel. “So you believe him and not me? You believe a complete stranger over your own daughter?” “You're not my daughter.” Serena snapped, sniffing back her tears. “I already… buried mine, I already… I already buried my daughter. I hope you don’t dress like her again.” Camila swallowed the bile in her throat, her mind failing to make you anything.Aston suddenly knocked on her car window. Camila strapped on her sea

Camila's car pulled up in front of the overly familiar hospital block and got out. She strode briskly into the hospital adjusting the huge black glasses on her face.She hurried straight to the elevator without stopping at the front desk, her hand clutched tightly around the iron handle of her bag.Seconds later, she was standing in front of the familiar white door of Pete's office.Without knocking, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. There were two older men and a woman in the room, and behind the huge desk sat Pete.“I'm busy right now. Make an appointment for a check up on Thursday.” Pete said, without glancing at the door.Camila stood stiffly at the door, her.gaze fixated on Pete as his voice filtered in and out of her ear drum. She couldn't say for sure who was more cruel between him and Miles.She inhaled deeply, clenching and unclenching her fist slightly as she headed towards Pete's desk. “I don't know how to do that. Can you guide me through, doctor?”Pete snapped h

Aston regarded Camila quietly for quite a while without a word.Camila inhaled deeply trying to steady her emotions, her eyes fixated on Aston. “It’s quite too early for us to live forever with a damaged relationship.”“You really want to know why I did that?” Aston queried, squinting his eyes at her.Camila clutched onto her bag tighter. “Yes.”Aston hesitated for a second before stretching out his phone towards her. “I hope the truth you want really gives you peace.”He shoved the phone into her hand when she didn't talk after a few seconds and exited the room.Camila stood numb in the middle of the room with the phone in hand. It wasn't always really about finding out a secret, it was more about finding out the real truth behind the secret.Slowly, she dragged her feet to the floor-to-ceiling window. She stopped in front of the mirror, overseeing the bustling city below. Suddenly the phone chimed twice in her hand. Camila tightened her grip on it, her breath stuttering.‘Just take