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Charles frowned, about to say something, but his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was a call from Camilla’s attending physician, Desmond Fisher.
Charles answered, “Hello, Dr. Fisher?”
“Hi, Mr. Hawthorne,” Desmond said excitedly, “good news, Mr. Hawthorne’s awake.”
Inside the hospital room, Camilla sat quietly on the bed, surrounded by doctors and nurses who were examining her.
Camilla had pressed the bedside call button to notify the nursing station that she had woken up.
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After five years as a vegetable, she had had enough. Camilla was awake now. She would definitely get a divorce.
Her youth could be sacrificed, but her property, her career, and most importantly, her two children–she would take them all back, and she would not let that bastard benefit from any of it. Camilla’s ultimate goal was to strip Charles of custody and leave him with nothing.
But after being out of the picture for five years, she needed some time to prepare for the divorce.
Out of the corner of her eye, Camilla caught a glimpse of Charles’s clothing as he stood outside the door. It was the time.
“Dr. Fisher, how are my eyes?” Camilla asked in a panic. “Why can’t I see anything as soon as I wake up?”
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Charles, who had just entered the room, heard this and furrowed his brow, walking over to the bedside with a worried expression.
“Camilla?” he called softly.
The sound made Camilla feel sick inside.
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“Charles, you’re finally here,” she forced herself to say, her voice trembling. She played the part of a blind woman, her eyes lifeless as she fumbled and threw herself into Charles’s arms.
Camilla could smell the lingering scent of a woman’s perfume on him.
“Charles, I’m so scared. I can’t see you,” she whispered.
Charles held her and soothed her gently. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here. No matter the cost, I’ll get you the best treatment.”
Desmond interjected, “Mr. Hawthorne, don’t worry too much. There doesn’t seem to be any major issue with Mrs. Hawthorne’s eyes. It’s likely that her optic nerves just haven’t recovered from such a long period of unconsciousness.”
Charles pressed on. “So, how long will it take to fully recover?”
Desmond hesitated, not willing to make a definite promise. “The recovery time really depends on the patient’s individual condition. It could be a couple of months, or it might take longer.”
Camilla leaned weakly against Charles, her eyes cold and calculating despite her feigned helplessness.
She could feel Charles’s tense body relax. A blind woman whose recovery timeline was uncertain was enough to lower his guard.
Seizing the opportunity, Camilla made her request. “Charles, I don’t want to stay in the hospital anymore. I want to go home. Once I regain my
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sight, I want to see you and our children right away.”
Desmond also chimed in, “Mr. Hawthorne, bringing Mrs. Hawthorne back to a familiar environment might actually help with her recovery.”
Charles thought for a moment, then agreed to take Camilla home immediately.
Her legs were still too weak to support her, so he
from the hospital and pushed her downstairs.
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wed a wheelchair
Camilla couldn’t help but think of how Charles had held Ophelia earlier. It was almost laughable. He could hold another woman but was reluctant
to hold her.
Inside the elevator, there was a mirror. Camilla, still wearing her sunglasses, glanced at Charles behind her.
After five years, he was still handsome, even more so with the charm of a
mature man.
But Camilla had become pitifully thin as if she had been drained of all her vitality.
In this relationship, she had indeed been drained by Charles.
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Meanwhile, after Charles had wheeled Camilla away, Desmond secretly dialed a number. “Mr. Norwood, Mrs. Hawthorne–I mean, Ms. Winslow,” Desmond almost bit his tongue with his slip of the tongue, but he quickly corrected himself and continued nervously, “She’s finally awake.”
