Chapter 17
Instead, she ran into his roommate, Bastian. When Bastian saw her, his expression was very strange. He finally mumbled that Charles had gone to the hospital the night before.
Camilla naively thought Charles was sick and foolishly asked Bastian not to tell him that she had waited all night, fearing he would worry. But it turned out that the night Camilla had waited so anxiously, Charles had “been with Ophelia.
Camilla couldn’t bear to look any further. She closed her eyes tightly, and it hurt to breathe. The photo was branded in her mind, like a sharp knife stabbing into the softest, most hidden corner of her heart, tearing it apart.
She had thought that Ophelia and Charles had only gotten together after she became a vegetable for five years. But she never expected that they had been involved long before that.
Clearly, Charles’s friends all knew about Ophelia. In their eyes, Camilla was a pitiful and ridiculous fool.
Camilla felt a chill in her heart. She finally realized that Charles had deliberately arranged for Ophelia to work as his secretary at the company.
So even when Camilla was heavily pregnant, Charles had been cheating on her with Ophelia. ‘How could he do this to me?‘ Camilla thought, her heart swelling with grief and anger.
Winifred hugged Camilla, who was trembling all over, with a heartbroken look. “Camilla?”
Camilla forced herself to smile at Winifred, suppressing her emotions on the verge of collapse. “I’m fine.”
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Winifred wanted to say something more, but her assistant knocked on the door urgently, prompting her to leave. “Winifred, we have to go. The paparazzi have spotted you, and some obsessive fans are already downstairs. The company has sent a car to pick us up.”
Winifred was worried about Camilla.
Camilla pushed her gently. “Go, you have plenty of rivals in the entertainment industry. Don’t give them any ammunition.”
Winifred put on a hat and mask. Before leaving, she solemnly told Camilla, “Camilla, if that jerk Charles dares to bully you, I’ll expose him on Twitter.”
Her assistant, hearing this, was exasperated and dragged Winifred away. “You’re always talking big. Your Twitter account was taken over by the company yesterday.”
Camilla gave a helpless smile.
After Winifred left, Camilla sat quietly for a while, collected herself, and then put on her sunglasses and hat again, picked up her white cane, and walked outside.
The Hawthorne family was powerful and influential; Camilla couldn’t let Winifred take risks for her.
Camilla would handle her own problems. She would make Charles pay for every wrong he had done to her. He didn’t deserve to be the father of her two children.
As Camilla reached the corridor corner, she suddenly heard a sweet voice. “Mommy Ophelia, this is the little red flower I got at kindergarten today. The teacher said I could give it to my favorite person.”
Camilla’s eyes widened in shock. This was Cecilia’s voice. But how could
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Cecilia be here? Charles had clearly said on the phone that the children were going to piano lessons after school.
Before Camilla could figure it out, Ophelia’s gentle and smiling voice came through. “So, Cecilia, who do you plan to give this little red flower to?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Cecilia replied, “Of course, I’m giving it to you. I brought it specially for you. Besides Lucius and Daddy, you’re my favorite.”
Hearing her daughter call Ophelia Mommy in such a sweet voice felt like countless needles pricking Camilla’s heart, causing her unbearable pain.
“I like you the most, too, Cecilia. I’ll definitely treasure this little red flower,” Ophelia said with a smile. “Let’s hurry back; Daddy and the others are waiting for us in the private room.”
Ophelia was, of course, referring to Charles. Her tone was so intimate and natural that anyone listening would assume they were a happy, loving family.
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