Camilla’s POV
“You are Fired.” These are the three words my supervisor told me as I entered her office this morning. My breath caught in my throat, I stood there shocked, staring at the letter she threw at me. Fired? How? “I'm sorry, ma’am, please, I am just ten minutes late. The traffic was unbearable…..” I tried explaining but she cut me off sharply. “Enough! You are always making excuses, Camilla. The CEO approves of this because he's tired of hearing different complaints from you every time you are rebuked, so get out.” I tried begging her again, but It seemed pointless trying to explain myself because she was not listening. Besides, hearing her mention the CEO got me even more upset. Without another word, I turned and walked out of her office, my heart pounded with anger and disbelief. I can’t think straight, not after the morning I was having, not after receiving a video of my husband having sex with an unknown woman. I’ve been hearing rumors that my husband has been dating a woman for some time now, but I thought it was just a lie because I didn’t catch him red handed myself. But the video made me believe it, and it shattered my heart into pieces. Yes, Daniel and I have our differences, but we try to settle them. So, I never imagined that he could do this to me. But I still need to confirm this from him. Tears threatened to fall but I controlled it as I headed straight into the CEO’s office, who happened to be my husband of three years, Daniel Caspian. He became the CEO of Azal Pharmaceutical Company after his father's death five years ago. Daniel and I got married privately, so nobody knows I'm his wife at work. Besides, I had to beg him to let me work as an assistant clerk after our marriage clock one year because I was eighteen years old when I married him and I still have interest in going back to school. I have stayed by Daniel’s side for three good years, supporting him through everything. Even though Daniel only married me because his fiance ran away a few days before their wedding, and he wanted his mother, who had recently been diagnosed with a liver problem and had less than sixteen months to live, to see her grandchild. As I walked towards Daniel’s office, his assistant tried to stop me, but I pushed past him and walked in. The door opened and slammed against the wall, which startled Daniel who was sitting at his table. His expression darkened the moment he saw me and noticed the fury in my eyes. I had barely said anything when he spoke, his face devoid of any emotion. “What is it, Camilla?” he spat coldly. “Why am I being fired, Daniel? I'm just an assistant clerk….” He cut me off sharply, his words sharper than sword. “You know what, let's get a divorce, Camilla. It's time for this nonsense marriage to end,” he said coldly, his deep voice echoing through the room. My heart dropped to the pits of my stomach. It felt like someone just hit me hard. My breath caught in my throat, and I stared at him stunned. “Divorce? Why?” I managed to ask. He did not only cheated on me and fired me, but he also want to divorce me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest from disbelief. I have always been a dutiful wife since we got married and even nursed his sick mother till she got better, so what could have happened? Daniel stood up from his seat, walked towards me with a brown envelope in his hand, and threw it at me. “This marriage is a deal and I am pulling out because you are unable to give me what I want for three years,” Daniel replied with disdain, his cold eyes piercing my heart and shattering it Into pieces. I stood there unable to speak; my mind raced with thousands of thoughts of how I married him. Daniel was originally engaged to my sister, Nancy. However, just a few days before her wedding, Nancy suddenly ran away from home because she was not ready to settle down, which upset Daniel, making him marry me instead. After all, he was desperate. I had just completed my secondary school education at the time, but I had to agree when my father threatened to disown me if I didn't agree with him. But I must confess that I had loved Daniel even when he was engaged to my sister. Does it mean all the years I spent with him were just a business deal to him? “What….are you talking about, Daniel? Everything is going well with us and I know God will give us our own children.” I said, my voice shaking. Daniel laughed out bitterly as he ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. It was as if my presence was irritating him. But his next words shattered my heart completely. “The doctor said you have a disease, so you can never have children in your life. You are Infertile, Camilla, and why will I stay married to you if you can't have children? Who knows what you have used your younger years to do?” he scoffed. His words cut deeper than any wound I ever had in my life. My chest tightens as agony fills every inch of me. The doctor truly confirmed that I had PCOS three months ago, but I have been treated, so I never expected him to use it against me. “It's not a disease, Daniel. It's a condition and I have been treated. I will have children at the right time.” He scoffed. “You can keep waiting, but not with me. I have given you enough chances and it's time we go our separate ways.” This couldn't be real. I didn't believe a day like this would come in our marriage. I felt utterly betrayed and used as I tried to control the tears that were in my eyes. My dreams and the life I have planned out are crumbling right in my presence. How would I live if he divorced me after wasting my time for three years? Where will I start from? “Why…Daniel? What have I done to deserve this treatment from you?” I yelled, my voice cracking. “You are so cruel, Daniel. For three years I stayed by your side and showed you love. I abandoned my dreams to care for you and your sick mother, yet you and your family criticize everything I do, which I never complain about.” “Well, if you think I am cruel because I want a baby, then so be it. Besides, I don't want you to work here again because I don't want people to know that you are my ex-wife. It will destroy my reputation if people know you are my ex-wife.” Each word he said felt like a dagger to my soul, cutting deeper into my wounded heart. “Don't worry, you won't pay me for not fulfilling your own end of our marriage deal, just pack your things and leave quietly without causing any trouble.” “No, I won't leave.” I cried out angrily. So I caused him trouble even after all these years. I took out my phone angrily, played the sex video, and threw it on his table. “Is that why you cheated on me?” I asked, looking up at him. “Are you going to divorce me because of her, Daniel?” He clenched his jaw, staring at me with no single guilt in his expression, he didn't even flinch as he glanced at the sex video. “I did not cheat on you because that's Nancy, my ex-fiance,” he answered firmly. My heart sank as I tried to process what I just heard. I couldn't believe it. “Nan…Nancy?” I stammered. “You cheated on me with my sister? The same Nancy that left you?” “Yes, Nancy left, but now she’s back and she must take her rightful place because I still love her!” I wanted to scream, to hold him and beat him to make him also feel the pain he was causing me, but all I could do was just watch him while my heart broke into pieces. “No, I would rather die than allow this to happen,” I yelled angrily. He met my gaze and said, “Then prepare to die.” My world crashed at his words.Camilla’s POVA few staff members saw me crying as I fled the premises of the company but I couldn't care less about their glances or gossip that spread about me being fired.I was totally disorganized and my heart pounded heavily and I could barely hold my phone without shaking. I thought of going back home, but I couldn't. I don't want to see anyone, especially my mother-in-law who complains about everything I do. I booked a taxi and went back to my parent's house. I needed to speak with someone, and there was only one person in my mind; my mother. Only she can understand and judge the matter without taking sides.As I entered our compound, I heard people laughing loudly in our living room, which made me angry. But as I entered, I met my parents and Nancy laughing, gisting, and enjoying drinks while I was feeling hurt and betrayed by my sister and husband. Seeing Nancy sent a chill down my spine.“Nancy?” I yelled, my voice shaking. “How dare you sleep with my husband?” I yell
Camilla’s POVI went back to Daniel’s house to pack my things with tears streaming down my face. Even though I had made up my mind, I was still hurting from their betrayal.Most of the things I have are just clothes I took in from three years ago except the ones that I bought when I started working at Azal company. There was no single thing about me that could tell people that I married a wealthy man because nothing about me looks rich. Daniel never gave me anything in our marriage, not even a gift all through, but I kept enduring it, thinking he would reciprocate my feelings one day.But as I was going, I left the most pricey treasured gift I had ever bought in my life for him and a note for Daniel in a place where he could easily find it to wish him a final goodbye.I stepped out of the house with no particular place in mind. I was only 18 back then, so I had no friends I could call because they were all in the universities, busy becoming someone great in life, while I was forced
Daniel’s POV“What? You divorced your wife?” Came from Damien Millers, my best friend. He was shocked.I gave Damien a side-eye look that made him quickly reduce his voice. “Keep it low, guy; Nancy is here!” We looked around to see if Nancy wasn't coming because she had gone to use the toilet as soon as we entered the club.I gulped down a glass of hard liquor as the waiter brought the glasses and filled it up. Nancy and I went straight to the club as soon as we were done with her parents. I had called Damien to meet me up at our usual spot earlier, and I didn't think that Nancy would follow me. Damien and I are best friends; our fathers were also friends before my father died, so we have literally done everything together since childhood, and he knows everything about me. “I can't believe you, Daniel. How can you be this reckless?” “What do you mean? I married Camilla because I wanted a child for my sick mother; she would have died without ever seeing her grandchild if not for
Camilla’s POVNine Years later I just landed at Sun City airport after nine years with my son, Jason. I held my son’s hand in one hand and held my designer bag in the second hand. Jason couldn't hold back his excitement that we were returning to Sun City; his bright eyes scanned everything around us, and he kept jumping around as we headed towards the welcome back lobby. I never thought of returning to Sun City because I have built a small hospital in Emerald City, where I was coming from, and it has started to grow. All thanks to my new mother.Nine years ago when Lady Caroline Wesley saved me from dying on the streets, I was a broken woman, ready to give up everything, but she saved me and gave me a second chance at life. She adopted me without hesitation, registered me as her daughter, and took me to another country where I could begin my life again.Throughout my pregnancy period, Lady Wesley nursed me back to health. She made sure I had everything I needed even though I doubt
Daniel's POVMy eyes grew wide open, and my heart almost jumped out from my chest as I stared at Camilla, live and direct in front of me. Our eyes met, but unlike me, she wasn't shocked, she looked at me with a polite but cold and professional smile on her lips. Her auburn hair was neatly parked into a bun, looking professional in her white doctor gown. Her beauty and confidence swept my feet away, it was as if she was reborn. She looked more classy and mature compared to how she looked in the past. “C….Camilla?” I blurted out as I stood up and moved closer to her, as if reducing the distance between us would make the moment less impossible. I looked at her and her name tag, written as Dr. Wesley, and a thousand questions filled my head. “You…you are the Doctor Wesley I've been dying to meet all this while?” I managed to say, barely recovering from the shock. Camilla became a medical doctor after divorcing me and she was going to treat me? It felt surreal. I had never expected
Daniel's PovI sat on the bed in my VIP ward, my hand tapping the screen of my phone continuously, thinking about my encounter with Camilla.The ache in my chest isn't just from my sickness alone, but from something deeper, something I couldn't shake off no matter how hard I tried. She disappeared like smoke after I served her divorce papers then, but now she's back, not just back, but thriving and she even rejected me as her patient. Like I was just another name on the list of her patients. It stung more than I wanted to admit. Who could have thought the once naive and obedient wife of mine could go back to school and even become the most sought after cardiologist in town? I have always known she was crazy about school, but I never would have guessed she would study medicine. Frustration gnawed at me, burning under the surface and I couldn't sit still; I had sent Frank to find every detail about her while I was still stuck here, pacing the room like a caged animal, waiting for a
Camilla's POVMy blood ran cold as I heard Daniel's accusations that I cheated on him. How dare he accuse me of something he did? Has he forgotten how he slept with my sister for years before he finally divorced me? Did he think everyone was like him?He grabbed my hand and pulled me all the way to the back of one of the buildings where no one could easily see us. My mind raced as he pinned me against the wall, making his perfume enveloped me.“Did you really sleep with another man?” he asked angrily."Get your filthy hands off me now. And don't you ever lay your hands on me?" I yanked my hand out of his grip, my eyes blazing with fury. The nerve of him standing there, accusing me like he was the victim. Like he didn't shatter my life into pieces nine years ago. Like he didn't betray me with Nancy, the person I trusted the most. I hated his guts and the mere sight of him got me more annoyed because it reminded me of everything I went through in his hands and every pain I endured in
Camilla's POVI froze at the unexpected question Jason asked, but I quickly masked it up, pretending as if I didn't hear him.The only fear I had when I had Jason was about the moment he would meet Daniel and ask if he was his father. I have vowed never to lie to him, but seeing how they were interacting in a friendly way earlier, I won't have a choice but to lie. I don't want him to like his father more than me because I have been doing the work all alone for years. Jason took every one of Daniel's features, even his, save for his intelligence. Even a blind man would know that Jason is Daniel's son because the resemblance is uncanny.I know he's old enough to know the truth about us, but I still didn't want to hurt him by telling him.Justin moved closer, took Jason from my hand and held my hand, led me through the private elevator to avoid being people's gossip, and returned me to my office.Justin left immediately to give us privacy. Justin had never seen the photo of my ex-husban
Camilla's POVAfter three exhausting days, I finally left the Open Medical Group hospital for my home, the Wesley mansion. The weight of watching over Daniel at the hospital, with my responsibilities at the center, had drained me completely. I had taken the rest of the evening off after leaving Daniel's room earlier because I was eager to see Jason, I was dying to hold him in my arms again. I had missed his goofy antics and terrible jokes more than I cared to admit. The house was filled with activities as I entered. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly prepared food, which blended with the gentle sound of the maids talking and moving around. The house felt warm and alive, compared to the sterile silence of the hospital where I was coming from. My mother, Lady Wesley, was gracefully seated in the living room, watching the evening news. Jason was also curled up on a small couch, completely absorbed in arranging his block puzzle.I paused at the entrance, watching as my mothe
Daniel's POVA dull ache throbbed in my head, pulling me from my unconsciousness. My body felt heavy as if I had chains all over my body. My eyes opened, and I blinked at the harsh sunlight coming from the window. The smell of antiseptics filled my nose, making me turn my head slightly to the side and see that I was at the hospital.I saw a figure standing beside me and blinked to see Camilla. I stared at her, and all I could see was that her eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't quite place, but she looked worried and concerned. I felt my heart tighten to it. “Daniel!” she called softly, leaning towards me. “Can you recognize me?.” her voice was calm and I nodded my head slightly in response. I tried lifting my hand, but my body refused to cooperate. She noticed my struggle and quickly raised her hand to stop me. “Don't push yourself,” she whispered. “How are you feeling?” she asked, her gaze searching mine. I blinked continously, still trying to piece together what was h
Camilla's POVMy breath caught as I watched how Daniel collapsed and hit the ground. For a moment, I froze because I had lost my reasoning. This isn't happening. But the day his face twisted in pain and the way his body was shaking before he didn't move again told me it was the reality.Panic gripped me as memories of the past flashed through me.I had once lost a patient due to carelessness during my housemanship, and I still think about it everyday. The thought made me dread that Daniel could die also due to my negligence. I had totally forgotten that he was a patient I had just admitted to the hospital, and I continued to argue with him and stress his already weak heart. It wasn't entirely my fault, though.I was so engrossed in our argument, and his stubbornness in wanting Jason and his mother's attitude had also made me forget that he wasn't feeling fine.I felt bad about letting my feelings control me and ignoring my oath to uphold and my responsibility to my patients as a do
Daniel's POV I entered Jason's school and saw my mother standing at the entrance, looking at a Brown color Rolls Royce parked in the compound without shifting her gaze. I immediately sensed that it was probably Camilla she was looking at. I peeped at the car and it was indeed Camilla. I saw when she left the hospital the previous day, so I knew it was her car. I took the initiative and quickly parked my car in front of hers, just to prevent her from escaping me.It's better to settle the case whenever we fight so it won't lead to grudges.I knew full well that my mother had been expecting me to give her a grandchild for years, but seeing a child who looks like me and claiming the child as her grandson because he resembles me is what I never imagined she could do. I didn't know she was as desperate as that. As soon as she ended the call earlier, I sensed that she was probably at Jason's school, so I had to rush down here to stop her from doing something that could cause problems
Camilla's POVSeeing my ex-mother-in-law together with my son and witnessing my son enjoying their conversation made me angry. How can he become so free with her even after meeting her for the first time? How can they easily connect as if they've known each other for years? Ms. Adams didn't explain that someone was there with Jason when I called, so I was puzzled. And I wonder what my manipulative mother-in-law told Jason to make him smile like that when I entered. And seeing Daniel and his mother desperately try so hard to sneak back into my life and my son's was too hard to bear. They lost their right over my life when they sent me packing. And seeing them act this way makes me think of a way to make them pay dearly for everything they did to me.After leaving the school's hall with Jason, I knew I couldn't just let this go.Mrs. Morrison had no right to be anywhere near my son, much less speak to him in my absence. My blood was still boiling at the thought of her whispering in
Camilla's POVI had just returned to my office after my round of consultations when I saw that Jason's class teacher had called thrice.My heart skipped a beat.What is going on? Why is she calling me?I had just registered Jason in the new school today, so what could be wrong?Did I forget to pack his lunch? Was he sick? Did someone bully him? Different questions filled my head as I struggled to dial her number back; my hands trembled with worry. I had ensured he wouldn't have any problem in the school before registering him there and had specifically told his teacher to call me anytime if anything happened. The phone barely rang twice before his teacher, Ms. Adams answered her phone, her voice laced with urgency.“Hello, Ms. Wesley?” “Yes, this is Jason's mother. What happened? Is Jason okay?” my heart raced as my grip on my phone became tighter, and my heart pounded like a war drum. “There was a little accident in school,” she explained quickly. “Jason fell down while playing
Daniel's POVI returned back to my VIP room, holding onto Camilla’s words like a lifeline. She had promised to come, and if there was one thing I still know very well about her, it was that she always kept to her word no matter what. After my conversation with Damien at the bar the night before, I had made the decision to bring myself down from my high horse to win Camilla and Jason back to me. And I thought getting her to treat me would be the best. Interacting with her during the consultation and treatment will be a great start for us; it will give me a chance to break the ice she had built around herself and remind her of what she once had for me.It's been over thirty minutes since I left Camilla's office and she hasn't come. Each second stretches longer than the last one as I expect her. Then finally, the door to my suite opened. I straightened myself, anticipation coursing through my veins, but it turned into disappointment immediately as all I could see was Frank, whose fig
Camilla's POVI could barely sleep well throughout the night because all I could think of was my encounter with Daniel and how I would find my birth parents.It felt like I had returned to my vomit, to the same place that caused me years of pain and I have made up my mind not to let my son experience the pain of not having parents just like me.I had woken up very early, prepared Jason’s food by myself, freshened up, and also got Jason ready for his new school. Justin had done the research and found a school that was not too far from my office, but far away from Daniel’s company. I want Jason to start early because I don't want him to feel lonely at home or wander around at my company and run into Daniel again, and I also want him to mix up with other children and have good friends. I wanted Justin to be with me because he was the only one I could trust at the moment. He can also come around to take Jason whenever I'm not around to. “Is this my new school, Mommy?” Jason asks exc
Daniel's POV“Give me whiskey!” I asked the barman as I sat beside Damien at the bar.“Is it okay for you to drink with your health?” Damien asks out of concern, his gaze boring into me like he's studying a child.I shook my head at his words as I recalled that I couldn't consume much because of my heart. “I really need to drink to relieve my sorrows tonight. I will just have a glass or two to cool my head.” What an irony; I have a heart condition and a broken heart and a cardiologist wife, who has refused to treat me. I thought to myself. “What's going on, you look older compared to the last time we saw each other. It was just a week ago and you look like my older brother. I don't want my best man to look older on my wedding day.” he teased.I smiled, though it didn’t reach my ears. “How is the preparation coming through? I’m sorry I didn't check in.” I apologized, pouting my mouth and making it look like I was really sorry.“Things are gradually settling. Sophia's parents have agr