(Camilla's POV)
A week passed with me doing nothing but confining myself to the four corners of the room Butler Jin arranged for me. I had no appetite for anything, and I couldn't even bring myself to care about food.
It feels like my life has lost all meaning.
For five years, all I ever dreamed of was being a good wife and homemaker to Lester, but in an instant, all of that was shattered because of his betrayal. Until now, I still can't accept everything that happened.
Butler Jin decided to keep the discovery of my situation hidden because he believes I'm not ready to face and fulfill the responsibilities I've been avoiding for the past five years.
The only remaining descendant of Don Giovanni Salvador, the founder of Atlas Innovations, who disappeared like a bubble five years ago, is no one else but me.
I was only eighteen when my only family died of a cardiac arrest. I didn't grow up with my parents, who died in a plane crash accident, so losing my grandpa inflicted great pain on me. On top of that, I was deprived of the right to mourn because all grandpa ’s business and wealth that were immediately transferred to my name. I was seen as the hope to continue my family's legacy.
But I couldn't handle it.
I was just a child then, ignorant and still deeply mourning my grandfather's death, so I fled my fate as an heiress.
I lived a normal life, far from the luxury I was accustomed to. I learned to work hard to support the life I chose.
Then, I met Lester at the club where I worked as a janitor. Our first meeting wasn't pleasant because he took advantage of me when he was drunk that night. His actions immediately bore fruit, and he stood by me, offering marriage. I taught myself to love him, thinking it was the new destiny God had laid out for me.
But it was all just a lie.
In the Agravante clan, only Don Rafael wanted me as Lester's wife. It was only recently that I found out he was the reason Lester married me. It was because he threatened not to give all his inheritance to his son if he didn't take responsibility for what he ’s done to me.
And now that Don Rafael is dead, he has no reason to pretend anymore. The truth is, I was just an ornament he used to get what he wanted.
He never loved me.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
I stared lifelessly at the door as it opened and a maid dressed in a household uniform came out.
" Please, have your meal, Madam." I didn't respond.
The maid left without saying a word after receiving no response from me. How long will I be like this?
I am physically alive, but I ’ m better off dead. My gaze returned to the open door.
I grabbed my cardigan and quickly left the room.
*****
I found myself at the cliff near the beach of my house. I squint my eyes as the wind blows against my face. I feel the dance of my dress following the wind's flow.
I stood on the edge of the cliff and tried to call Lester again. This time, for some reason, he answered quickly.
"What's the matter again?"
I pressed my pain, trying to ignore his impatience, my hand on my stomach, and said, "Lester, I'm pregnant. Will you give up your lover and go back to your family?"
"Damn it! Pregnant?! What does that have to do with me. Please, stop bothering me!"
"Don't hang up!" I grabbed my phone and shouted.
"Lester, is it your annoying wife's phone again?" A woman's voice came from the paragraph. I clenched my phone tightly, and tears flowed quickly again.
"Speak quickly, I have something else to do." Lesseter's voice rang out.
"Lester... if, if, if I really die, will you regret your actions?" I gathered my courage to find evidence that he still cared about me again.
"That's it? Then go die."
Lester's indifferent tone came through without incident. I laughed at my own stupidity. When a man has an affair, the first thing he does is to let his wife die, while I still want to arouse the love I once had.
I lowered my gaze to the rugged cliff.
I closed my eyes and whispered to the wind, "Maybe my fate is truly bitter. Maybe there's really no place for my happiness in this world. It's better if I end my life. . ."
I closed my eyes again.
I didn't know how to swim since I was a child. It was one of the things I feared despite my love for the sea.
But I have nothing to fear now...
I stepped closer to the edge of the cliff. "I'll be with my baby too. . ."
Next thing I knew, I jumped off the rugged cliff. I felt like I was flying for a few seconds before feeling the painful impact of the water on my skin. The sea quickly embraced me underwater. I tried to surface but failed. It seems there really is no turning back from the decision I made.
I let my body sink deeper to the water, accepting the fate I have selfishly given to myself. Then. . .
I saw the eyes of the sea.
I saw the blue eyes of a person???
Fearfully, I moved my hands away from the stranger, trying my very best to swim away from him, but I felt his hand wrapped around my waist and our bodies slowly moving in the water. I struggled to breathe as he pulled us both to the surface of the water. He carried me to the shore where he gently laid me down.
"W—Who are you. . ." I struggled to ask.
I couldn't see his face because of the sunlight behind him. Adding to that was my still unclear condition, making it difficult for me to clearly see the figure of the man standing in front of me. All I could see was his large frame and tall figure.
" Killing yourself will not bring pain to those who have wronged you. . ." I furrowed my brows at what the man said.
Staying awake was becoming more and more difficult. My eyelids were starting to get heavier. I felt like I was about to lose consciousness at any moment.
" Live through your pain and make them regret."
Those were the last words I heard before I was completely engulfed in darkness.
*****
[ 1 year later]
I gasped for breath as I turned off the treadmill after using it for half an hour. I quickly grabbed the towel to wipe the sweat off my face and neck.
I was in the middle of taking a sip of water when I caught a man staring at me.
I lowered the tumbler I was holding to give the man a seductive smile, who had been watching me earlier. His ears turned red as he averted his gaze.
A mischievous grin formed on my lips. " Hello!"
The man almost dropped the dumbbell on his face in surprise when I suddenly appeared in front of him. His eyes stopped at my chest, proudly pointing at him.
"I ’ m Cams. . ." I introduced myself, extending my hand to the man. He hesitantly wiped his sweaty hand on his shirt before shaking mine. "It ’s alright. I ’ m already sweaty anyway. . ." I said meaningfully as I held his hand.
I couldn't help but notice the man's gulp.
Cute
"I didn't catch your name."
The man seemed to regain his composure and awkwardly introduced himself. "V—Vincent."
I flirtatiously glanced athis massive biceps. " Nice to meet you, Vins, ” I replied, making him his own nickname. It was obvious that he was restraining himself from flirting with me, so I decided to play my final card before leaving him with a hard problem.
I pressed the towel I used to wipe my sweat on his forehead. The bulge inside his sweatpants grew even bigger.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
I quickly separated myself from the man and walked away as if nothing happened to answer the call.
" Hello?" I grinned as I looked back at the man who was currently clutching his stomach in pain.
"Cams?!" the man called out. I innocently raised my eyebrows at him.
"Sorry, I ’ m on call," I said with a smile, raising my cellphone, which was actually ringing. "What is it, Jin?" I asked seriously after turning my back on the man I just victimized.
[Where are you, heiress?] "At the gym."
[You have your own personal gym in the mansion.] I shrugged even though he couldn't see me.
“There's no audience, and can you stop calling me heiress? I am the CEO now. ” [My apologies, Miss CEO.]
I chuckled at Butler Jin's teasing.
"What's my schedule for the day?" I asked as I packed my things into my gym bag.
[You will be attending together with our representative to present our project proposal to the organization this later afternoon.]
"Okay."
[Other CEOs will be there to present their project proposals, too.]
I paused in packing my things. "Other CEOs?"
[Yes, heiress.]
I bit my lip at what I heard.
“Then, that means Nexus Innovations will be there, too? ” I whispered. I smiled as I looked at myself in the large mirror in front of me now.
I will see them again.
And as promised, a different Camilla will face them now. A lot has changed in a year.
And I can't wait to show them that.
*****
Lester’s P.O.V.
I could have been home a long time ago if we hadn't waited for the damn CEO of Atlas Innovations.
I just don't get it.
Their representative is already here. What's so important about her that we need to wait for her?
“She must be some old divorced hag … ” Kristoff quipped.
I chuckled, amused.
We heard that the CEO of Atlas is a woman, which is very unsettling for a top company in this industry.
Men rule this industry.
There is no place for women here.
As a matter of fact, she can't even practice punctuality. She's wasting everyone's time.
“ Hey! ” I called out to one of the organizers who couldn't seem to stay still. She immediately approached me like a dog. "Can we just start now? We don't have all the time in the world for this fuc— ”
I closed my eyes in frustration.
Nah. . . I need to take care of my reputation if I want to enter politics.
“We are all busy people. I hope you understand that we want to maximize our time, ” I said, sounding a little more polite than earlier.
I forced a smile at the woman.
“ I ’ m so sorry, Mister Agravante, but we can't start with incomplete participants. ”
I clenched my fist under the roundtable where we were all seated. I wanted to yell at the woman, but I decided to calm myself down.
I ’ll embarrass that old hag later! “SHE ’S HERE! ”
The organizer quickly left my side to meet the new CEO of Atlas Innovations. Finally, we can start.
I glanced at Kristoff, who was staring blankly at the entrance of the Arc room. I raised an eyebrow athis obvious amazement.
“The fuck is wrong with you, man? ”
If he wasn't my friend, I might have mistaken him for being crazy. “She ’s not some divorced old hag, dude. ”
I furrowed my brows at what he said. “She's a goddess. ”
I couldn't help but follow his gaze and my mouth fell open in awe when I saw the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life.
As the door swung open, a stunning woman entered the room, her presence commanding attention. She was adorned in a sleek and elegant formal dress that accentuated her beautiful curves. The fabric of her dress shimmered in the light, enhancing her beauty as she captured the gaze of everyone in the room with her effortless charm and poise.
“ Is that … ” I mumbled like a kid who had forgotten to speak straight sentences. Our eyes met.
I can't be mistaken, those green eyes, I know them so well. When did she become this beautiful?!
She smiled seductively.
“Ah, my apologies for the delay, loves. I'm Cams, and I must admit, keeping you waiting has its own charm, wouldn't you agree?, ” she said, biting her lips as she maintained eye contact with me.
(Camilla's POV)"My fiancee, are you fascinated by my handsomeness again?"My fiancee?I smirked mischievously at the man sitting across the room, our eyes locked with each other. He hasn't changed one bit. He still looks dashing in his black suit and that pushed back hair of his… a sight to behold.You will never think that he’s someone capable of abandoning his own wife.“I’m so glad you're here now, Miss Cams!” I heard the relieved voice of my secretary. I gave her a sweet smile. I didn't mean to make her nervous. I just wanted the anticipation to be authentic!Butler Jin told me that I don't have to go if I don't feel ready yet. However, I believe that my one year is enough to face the people who have ruined me.I plastered a sweet smile on my face. “Where do I sit?” I asked.Danny escorted me to the vacant seat just opposite from Lester. I can feel eyes watching me as I make my way to my seat. Ironically, the old man seated beside me stood up to pull my chair for me. I looked at h
(Camilla's POV)The air in The Grand Auberge, the most popular five-star restaurant in the City, was a mixture of both elegance and sophistication. I wanted to thank myself for choosing the perfect dress. Everyone in this place looks rich and fancy with every single guest minding their own expensive business.It may not have done a good job fitting in on the conference meeting earlier but it made me stand out at least.I seductively smiled at the dashing man sitting across from me.Who would have thought that a day would come where I’d share a table with my ex-husband again?I already expected that my drastic transformation would catch his attention immediately, but I didn't expect him to be so excited about it. He didn't even hesitate in inviting me for dinner. I wonder how thick his skin is for being able to face the woman he betrayed.Must be thicker than elephant skin, yes?The classic music of the orchestra band in the corner filled our silent table.Should I speak first?In Lest
(Camilla's POV)"My fiancee, are you fascinated by my handsomeness again?"My fiancee?I stared at the man holding my waist right now with widened eyes. I don't remember meeting him before. He’s an absolute stranger and certainly not my fiancée.I’m thinking that maybe Butler Jin instinctively hired someone to pretend as my fiancée just to ensure the success of my revenge.He’s always been that supportive.I don't know how but I managed to check him out in the littlest time possible.He’s a handsome enough fellow, with a strong jawline and a mop of dark hair that refused to be tamed. He has beautiful blue eyes with thick lashes. His nose was tall and his lips were red and plump.But what really caught my attention were his simple yet flashy clothes.He’s wearing a dashing Noir Atelier black suit, its size not too thin and not too loose. Just perfect for his size, a tailored cut that spoke of a man who knew his own worth. I noticed the subtle stitching on his collar, a detail that spoke
(Camilla’s POV)“Are you hitting on me?” I frankly asked, looking at him with disgust like I didn't just check him out earlier for being so hot.I was already thinking that he wouldn't accept money as a payment because he obviously looks like he can afford to buy a planet. He’s the type who seemed to have everything already that you’d get stress if you ever think of giving him a Christmas gift.Like what else could he possibly not have?Once again, he flashed a crazy handsome smirk on his face. I’m starting to think that he knows he looks good when does that. That's why he keeps doing it.“Ma’am, I’m not trying to hit on you, I just thought you’re interesting,” he defended himself. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Besides, don't you owe me? Why don't you just pay the debt so we can move forward? I don't have all the time in the world. I’m a busy guy.”If he’s so busy then why don't he just have greasy fried chicken delivered to his office?I put the cheque book back inside my purse.“So,
(Camilla’s POV)“I have to go,” I coldly said, picking up my purse to head towards the exit when I realized something.I turned my attention back to the smirking man behind me. I rolled my eyes upon realizing that he’s my only way out of this place. “The debt has been paid. I don't owe you anything anymore.”He playfully wiped his mouth with a napkin.“Boyfriend’s calling?” he asked.I raised him an eyebrow. Is this his way of knowing whether I’m single or not?“That’s none of your business.”He shrugged his shoulders.“None of my business means you're on your own, right?” he sneered.I closed my eyes in frustration.Just when I thought that he’s some gentleman for helping me out earlier, he’s in fact nothing but an arrogant shithead. As much as I want to ask my butler to just pick me up, I don't want him to think anything once he sees me with this man.Butler Jin is a family to me now. He gets worried about me all the time. As a matter of fact, he’s not a big fan of my revenge thing.
(Camilla’s POV)My usual morning routine consists of my daily skin care while listening to some good relaxing music to start my day bright and lively.Next, I hopped on a well-oiled machine of pre-workout stretches and protein shakes.I don't usually eat anything in the morning, but I don't want to get to the gym with an empty stomach, so I always try to consume something just to avoid feeling nauseous at the gym.The rhythmic thump of my playlist filled the entire penthouse as I tied my gym shoes.I don't really have anything to do today at the office, but I do need to run some errands, so that's what I’m going to do as soon as I get back from my workout.I plugged my wireless earphones in my ears, checking myself in the mirror for the last time before leaving the apartment.Entering the elevator, I immediately noticed the strange look the old woman gave me upon seeing me. I didn't want to be rude so I gave her a smile but she just scoffed like she didn't want no smile from me.Okay?
(Camilla’s POV)“A press conference?” he said, repeating the same reason why I asked him to meet me today. He scoffed in disbelief.I told him to see me at a public playground outside the City where no reporters can spot us. They wouldn't have guess this place as our rendezvous because they would have assumed us to meet in each other's apartments which is not happening ever.I’m genuinely so tired of covering my face like a criminal just so they can't snap a picture of me.I had to play it smart.He crossed his arms, shaking his head as if to tell me his strong refusal.“What do you think of me? Some kind of celebrity?” he sarcastically remarked.I gave him a bored look.“Well, aren't you? Because the last time I checked, thousands of your fans are attacking all of my social media platforms right now because they think I stole you from them and are milking you for money,” I sneered in pure hatred. I can't believe he’s so ignorant about the impact he has on his fans.A playful smile ca
(Camilla’s POV)I checked myself in the mirror for the last time before heading out of my apartment.Looking pretty has always been my forte, but I felt the need to put more effort in my appearance tonight. I even hired a personal hairstylist and makeup artist just to pamper me right.I have been rich for the longest time, but I was never popular like Kalel. I never had people bash me so much online.I thought I was already perfect, but these people in the internet seemed to have always find a way to find flaws and imperfections to me. They used it against me, and I hate the fact that I am affected.“You look very beautiful, Miss Camilla,” my hairstylist said, looking at my reflection on the elevator. I gave her a short glance.Accepting genuine compliments has always been hard to me. I always think people say something good to get something good in return. It’s always a give and take and you can never receive something for free out of genuine intention.It just doesn't exist in the w
(Camilla’s POV)“You first!” The sounds of kids playing in the playground filled the air.I have been here, waiting for them to arrive. I was earlier than I intended. I was also feeling a little nervous that's why.After everything, I found out about JM’s true identity, I have never really been able to talk to the child. It makes me guilty. I didn't want to affect him, but it was impossible to happen.I really thought that he was Kalel’s child with Jamaica.A part of me was happy that we could finally grant the child’s wish, which is to have a complete family, but I was sad at the same time. I love Kalel, and would have wanted him for myself.Completing JM’s dream was destroying mine.I focused my eyes at the fun view ahead. The playground is a symphony of squeals and laughter. Children chase each other, their shrieks echoing through the air.I sit on a bench, watching them play, my heart a little lighter than it was earlier.I'm supposed to meet JM here. Kalel told me the little boy
(Camilla’s POV)“Come on, Camilla,” Kalel says, his voice laced with a playful urgency. “Becky misses you. You should see her face light up whenever she mentions your name.”I glance at him, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint. He’s leaning against the counter, a mug of steaming coffee in his hand, his gaze fixed on me.He knows I’m hesitant. He knows I’m still grappling with the guilt of leaving Becky behind, of not saying a proper goodbye.Whatever happened in the past really clicked a button in me that's why I wasn't really thinking right.It's also the reason why I wasn't able to see Becky before I left. I felt so guilty that I didn't even dare to call her after that. I thought I didn't deserve a chance to explain my side.Maybe, I am really just the problem.“I know, Kalel,” I say, my voice barely a whisper. “But I’m not sure I’m ready to go back yet.”He sighs, his shoulders slumping slightly. “Camilla, it’s just a visit. It’s not like you’re moving back permanently.”Th
(Camilla’s POV)The aroma of roasted garlic and herbs fills Kalel's apartment as he cooks his favorite dish that he wanted to share with me. It was accompanied with a soft jazz playing in the background.It's a familiar scent, one that brings back a flood of memories of our happy moments together. We used to eat together, laughing and arguing over who ordered the best menu.Now, it's just me and Kalel, sitting across from each other at his sleek, modern dining table.I’m trying my best to keep sober."This is amazing," I say, taking a bite of the perfectly seared salmon. "You haven't lost your touch."He smiles, a flicker of something I can't quite place in his eyes. "I've been cooking a lot lately. Trying to keep myself busy."Busy? I guess being trillionaire has its own sides of making you so popular that you can't even do one thing right.I nod, understanding. We both know that "busy" is a euphemism for "trying to forget."We are both so busy trying to forget the pain, the anger, t
(Camilla’s POV)I found myself being taken to a hotel.This is where he must be staying for whatever business he has in my city currently. I don't want to believe that he came here for me.That's a stupid thing.The plush carpet of his hotel room feels strangely foreign beneath my feet. I stumble, my laughter echoing in the quiet space as I try to regain my balance. Kalel catches my arm, his grip firm but gentle, guiding me towards the plush sofa."You're a terrible liar, you know that?" I slur, my words thick with alcohol. "You miss me, don't you? Even though you have a child with someone else."I am hurting in my own words, but I didn't stop.I wanted him to know how fucking miserable I am after he chose another woman over me.Kalel ruined me.He doesn't answer, his gaze fixed on me as he helps me settle onto the sofa. I watch him, a strange mix of anger and longing swirling inside me.Is he pretending not to hear me? or did he forget what he did to me already?He can't just come he
(Camilla’s POV)[Four Months Later]"I promise, Timmy, I'll buy you all the toy cars you want," I say, kneeling down to meet the little boy's wide, hopeful eyes. He smiles, his gap-toothed grin lighting up his face. "Just tell me what kind you like."I heard from the nuns that this little boy is the only one not impressed with all the toys I bought for them. Of course, as a billionaire, I can't allow that to happen.I want everyone to be happy in this orphanage.I have to admit that I don't really have a good taste in selecting toys. I should have let my bodyguard pick them instead of me.Timmy rattles off a list of cars, his voice filled with excitement, each one more fantastical than the last. I listen patiently, my mind drifting, a familiar ache settling in my chest.Ever since what happened between me and Kalel, I found solace in donating in orphanages like this one.It was the only purpose I thought I had left.I got scared to fall in love again, and I don't think I’m ready to op
(Camilla’s POV)I walk down the deserted road, cool night air caressing my skin, weight from all that I had left behind weighing heavier with every step.The silence is thick; it wasn't quiet but just cut by the hum of crickets in the distance and the sound of my footsteps.I grasp tightly onto my suitcase, feeling its hard texture dig into my palm. I don't know how far the bus station is, but frankly, I don't care.A chance to get away from here, from all pain and confusion smothering me, that's all I wanted.Headlights cut through the dark suddenly, illuminating my tiny figure, and the low rumble of a car reaches my ears. I say a silent prayer that whoever it is will just drive past, but the car slows down and comes to a stop right in front of me.My heart pounds in my chest as I freeze.For a quick second, I wonder if this might be Kalel, but then I catch a glimpse of a face leaning out of the driver's side window-one that's inescapably recognizable.“Camilla?" Justin's voice is la
(Camilla’s POV)It is so quiet upon my arrival to the house, that kind of quietness that really exaggerates the sound of every noise-my footsteps across the hardwood floor, the creak of the door as I push it open.Darkness surrounds me, and the emptiness is nearly suffocating.Becky is not home, and for that, I am grateful. I do not want anyone to see me this way, in pieces and trying to hold myself together.I don't waste any time. I go to my room, tug out the suitcase from underneath the bed, and throw it open. My hands shake while stuffing my clothes into the case; all this time, I can barely see a thing through my tears.I just can't stay here anymore; I just can't keep lying to myself about how I can finally have it all-family, love, a new start.Foolish of me even to have presumed that I could make a fresh start, to be happy. My past has caught up with me again; it has followed me just like a shadow, and then caught up with me again, snatching away any chance of happiness.I sho
(Camilla’s POV)We found ourselves at a local diner near the beach. It has a great view here. It reminds me of something.Kalel grins as he watches me take a timidly cautious bite of the grilled fish he has just introduced me to. "How is it?" he asks with eyes twinkling in amusement.I chew thoughtfully, trying to savor the flavors. "It's.actually really good," I admit, surprised. "Much better than that time you made me try those sea urchins on our first date.Kalel laughs low and deep, the sound a muted rumble like thunder on a spring evening. "Hey, I was just trying to impress you with my adventurous palate," he teases, slouching back in his chair."Yeah, well, you almost gave me a reason to run for the hills," I reply, shaking my head at the memory. "I couldn't wait to leave that night.“I know," he says, his voice softening as he reaches across the table to take my hand. "But look at us now."I smile at him, squeezing his hand. "Yeah.look at us now.”He shook his head, trying to g
(Camilla's POV)He takes a deep breath, and his voice is low, hesitant. "There's something I've never really told anyone," he starts off, his eyes flicking up to meet mine briefly before dropping back down. "About my father.I say nothing, just wait for him to continue.By the tone in which he speaks, I can tell this is not easy; I don't want to push him, but again, I want him to know I am here and listening.When I was a kid, my dad. He wasn't a good man," Kalel says, his voice barely above a whisper. "He used to. hurt me physically. A lot. He would lock me in a closet for hours, sometimes overnight, just because I did something that reminded him of my mom."Those words hit me like a blow to my gut. I could not even believe what was being said.That confident, strong man, now sitting beside me, so composed and appearing always in control-the one who, as a small child, was terrified when trapped in the dark by one who should have protected him.He blamed me for her death, says Kalel,