Camille Thompson's first love and husband-James Parker is in coma and has been hospitalized for three months since the tragic accident he had on his way out after a heated fight they had. Still guilt-ridden and blaming herself for the circumstance, Camille finds herself in another loop when she falls in love with her husband's distant cousin – Liam Scott, who's way younger than she is – when she meets him for the first time. When she finds out she's pregnant for Scott, and that her loving husband had kept his infertility problem a secret for the past 11 years they've been together, will she forgive him or go after a new lover who's obsessed with her but not ready for a family yet, without giving heed to reasoning?
Lihat lebih banyakCAMILLE'How do you know Scott? Is he the father of-' his words trailed off and I wished he would just keep talking. At least to give me enough time to think of the right things to say to myself.But then I had to answer faster, I didn't want to give him any chance to believe what his mind was telling him at that instant.'No, no, Scott has nothing to do with this' His expression didn't give away anything he was thinking at that moment, it was as blank as a new text document, and I didn't know if he believed me or not.One thing that kept ringing in my head was the thought of how good James had always been in reading me like I was an open and comprehensible book. If he couldn't tell that I was lying at that point, then he must have definitely lost his power in the accident.'So how do you know Scott Camille?' I was a bit surprised that he would be more concerned about that than about the pregnancy, but who cares? As long as it bought me enough time.'He came to the hospital about a
SCOTTI have been grounded.Yeah. I am a grown ass adult who has to listen to his father's commands and rely on his fiance's suggestions because every time I make my own decisions everything goes wrong.The last reckless decision I made almost cost me my life, but not that anyone realizes that to be as important as the money the company would have lost, and now I have to stay in doors until the wedding which had already been signed and sealed.'You feeling okay?' I raised my head to see Maya standing by the door to my room, still in her nightgown and with a transparent bottle of milkshake in her hand – wasn't she lactose intolerant?'I am good' I replied, but my tone gave away my uneasiness and true feeling – terrible. 'I was just getting ready for my appointment''You are seeing your therapist again?' she asked, still standing by the door, but I didn't give a reply. It was none of her business by the way, and saving me countless times won't still get her in my good books.She walked
CAMILLEDoctor George showed up at our doorstep exactly a week after James was discharged from the hospital, and guess what I thought?What the heck?Don't get me wrong, I knew a time like this would come but I had always hoped that at that time, I would be ready and have an upper hand in the way everything unfolds. In this case, I have to be at his mercy, and I wished I had given up the “you need to recover” act I had been playing on James earlier, and confided in him instead.Now I just have to hope George doesn't bring up the issue of my pregnancy, especially since I have gone ahead to tell him James has knowledge of it.'Hello George, what an awesome surprise,' I hugged him and I allowed him to plant kisses on both sides of my cheeks. 'If I didn't know better I would say you are only here because of James,' I turned to James who stood behind me and added, 'Honey will you believe he hasn't visited since you got hospitalized?'We all laughed about it and nothing in both men's voices
CAMILLE A week had passed by and we were finally back home.And no day passed since then that I didn't recall the awkwardness of our meeting back in the hospital, standing there in front of his mom and sister who had suddenly resurfaced after several weeks of absence.I didn't even know how long they had been around for since I had also not been by his bedside for more than a week.I remember the look of disdain on their faces when I finally showed up, and I wondered who had cared to call them before calling me. I had ignored them and proceeded to hug James, mindful of how skinny and pale he looked and tried my best not to crush his bones.He looked so happy to see me, so excited to have me in his arms again, and I felt guilty.There I was thinking of a man and still deliberating if I should run back to him and take up his offer, his idea of love, while my husband still loved me and even in his unconsciousness couldn't wait to be with his wife again.He literally requested for me ev
SCOTTOnly Love could hurt this way.Only love could make you feel like your lungs are failing, while you watch the second woman in your life who makes life feel bearable walk away to go meet the man she thinks she deserved.I guess my luck with the genies has run its course by the way, or maybe they were just tired of fueling my desperation and unrealistic fantasies. I mean, I am definitely not the man for her; I have no experience, I do not rationally consider life and other general world rules like an adult would, and lastly I live in the moment.But her husband does.The only thing I could have done differently was make her moan loudly and combust with pleasure in my arms.I couldn't stand there any longer and just watch my second chance at profound happiness walk away into another man's arms – it was too painful – so I retreated into the shadows and walked back to the club, hoping that with the still fresh wound in my heart, I would be able to spot another woman who didn't have t
CAMILLEI don't know if what I feel for him is love too.But I am sure he must be really crazy to think that this will work out between us. What is he thinking? That I will just leave my family and forget principles and start a relationship with someone who is four to five years younger than I am? I do not care what the Parkers will think but what will everyone else think about me?His confession made me wonder if telling him about the pregnancy was a good idea after all. Telling him will only give him more reasons to come after me and try to fight for what can never be.But then I didn't want to lose him either – talk about eating my cake and having it. I just wished there was a way we could be a thing, but by the side. An idea that suddenly sounded to me after watching the movie of a lady, Emily, who visited Paris and shared its fascinating romance culture.But we are not French, and this is a critical situation.By the way it was so annoying bringing that up after awakening my bod
SCOTTShe looked perfect even from behind.I watched every step she took like I was under a spell while she led the way out of the club. I have reasons to believe that she had intentionally done that, and if I was right then she did a good job, because all my attention was focused on her at that moment.Heck! What moment has she not been my focus since we crossed part?She was dressed just like one of the hookers and although I wanted to worry about who she would have taken home with her if I wasn't there, I admired the spotless stretch of legs that were visible under the jean shot she wore. She looked so much like a woman my age.I am trying very hard to end this “thing” between us, this thing that is making me feel butterflies in my belly and crazy in my head. I had earlier been merely fanning the embers of hope that I will see her here, and irrespective of my former disappointment at seeing her here and wondering if she was here for the same reason for the same reason she came her
CAMILLEThe only thing I do not like about this pregnancy stuff is not drinking.Who goes to the club to have fun without drinking a glass or two of alcohol? Even the bartender gave me a quizzical look when I requested ginger-flavored water.I looked away from him to scan the room but my eyes landed on two pairs of eyes that were scrutinizing me with utter surprise in them.SCOTT?I didn't know how to react, my eyes quickly roamed the room to see if someone was going to walk up to us at that moment and steal him away, but no one did – he was definitely alone.What the hell is going on here? I definitely didn't plan to meet him here. Coming here to have fun, for me, meant sitting here at the bar and watching other people dance and get drunk since I can't. But did I consider running into him here? Not even for a second.Should I walk away?'Mrs Parker' he finally voiced after gawking at me for a long time that I had begun to worry if he was suffering a stroke, and I guess we are back to
CAMILLESomething about that meeting made me want to see Scott.I can't really place what but I was suddenly moved to confront him and tell him the truth about the baby I am having and about everything else.It felt oddly strange that I will be seeing someone in my dream, or should I say passing out phase, just after a day of merely delivering her order up to her room. The weirdness of it replaced my detective qualities with a new obsession – a good one too.A strong need to keep my child safe from any more threats. Miss Thompson might not be the threat but someone out there might be, and I felt like telling Scott about it.If James was awake I wouldn't mind at all, but in the absence of any other male presence in my life, I felt insecure and in danger. I need a man to just stand by me during this time.I trust myself and my instincts, and right now my instinct is telling me that something is off and something very devastating is about to happen. I could feel it in every inch of my bo
Camille's POVI have been holding this for too long.For so long I know I will go crazy if I don't come clean and tell James about my intentions even when I know very well that it will upset him at first.But I can't help it, I can't keep bearing this cross alone.I want a baby, and my husband has to know about it.It's been eleven years and even though our love for each other is more than any woman can ask for, I still want a child to rock in my arms and also proof to my family that I can really bear a child.I don't even want to talk about them now, I don't want to talk about the insults and threats I have endured all this years from James' family, especially his mom.Urgghh! That Bitch.The very thought of it made me recoil with pure hate, and I shook my head to clear the thoughts from my mind.'Are you okay love?' James deep voice washed away every thought in my mind and it took me a moment to remember what exactly I had been thinking of.Oh yes! Having a baby... and planning your...
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