All Chapters of Trained Not To Love You: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CamilaJust when I thought the conversation was finally over, Arya spoke up again.“Do you think he’s over me?” she asked, her voice softer, almost wistful.I rolled my eyes before turning to face her. Honestly, I didn’t need this right now. I had a home to keep and responsibilities to manage. This conversation was becoming tedious, but I knew I couldn’t afford to put her on edge.If she started getting suspicious, it could jeopardise Ronan’s mission. So, much to my displeasure, I forced myself to keep the conversation going.“I guess,” I said with a shrug. “Maybe that’s a conversation you should have with him.” I struggled to keep a straight face, fighting the urge to laugh at her delusion.“I guess so…” she murmured, still smiling as she took another sip of her hot chocolate. She seemed lost in thought, likely imagining some fantasy of rekindled romance.“You know what,” she continued, setting her cup down. “I’ll speak to my connection about the Nagria situation and let you know what

CamilaKenneth seemed to be hinting that Ronan might be bringing a female guest, and I could see the twinkle of mischief in his eyes. I just laughed, shaking my head at his playful assumptions. Despite everything, his lightheartedness was a welcome distraction from the tension Arya had stirred up. We both knew tonight would be interesting, and I could only hope it went smoothly."You know me—I mind my own business. It’s not like I have much of a choice. Besides, I enjoy my job," I replied, trying to keep my tone light. Kenneth smiled warmly at me, a hint of admiration in his eyes."If only Arya were more like you," he said with a sigh. "She might have had a better life."I chuckled at that, shaking my head. "I doubt personality matters much in our world, Kenneth. In this place, you’re either free or you’re enslaved. There’s no middle ground," I said softly. My words seemed to hang heavy in the air, and for a moment, Kenneth fell silent, lost in thought. The conversation was starting t

CamilaAfter Madam Melania left, the doctor returned with Katya's medication. Thankfully, it wasn’t anything serious; just paracetamol was needed to bring down her fever. I felt a wave of relief wash over me knowing she was going to be okay.Kenneth and Oliver were both incredibly helpful throughout the day, and by five in the evening, we had finished all the work in the kitchen.Ronan had mentioned he wouldn’t be late, but I had a feeling he was buried under a mountain of work that would keep him occupied for a while.Katya’s fever went down soon after I gave her the paracetamol, and before long, she was up and about as if nothing had happened.It was a blessing to see her so lively after the scare this morning. I was immensely grateful for her quick recovery and made a silent promise to myself to be more cautious whenever I took her out to play.The thought of her getting sick again, especially after watching her lie in bed looking so small and helpless, was unbearable. The fear of l

CamilaI heard him exhale, a long breath he must have been holding in. That’s when it hit me—Ronan had been doing his best to keep calm when I first mentioned Katya was ill. His shoulders seemed to relax a little, the tension easing from his body now that he knew she was okay.“I’m sorry I worried you,” I said softly, reaching out to touch his arm. His eyes met mine, and I could see the depth of his concern, the love he had for our daughter.“No need to apologize,” he replied, his voice steady now. “I just—I can’t stand the thought of anything happening to her. She means everything to me. You both do.” He pulled me into a gentle hug, and I rested my head against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart.“And my mother? Did she give you a tough time?” he asked, his eyes searching mine for any hint of the truth. I hesitated. I knew that telling him everything would only add to his worries, and he already had so much on his plate. I didn’t want to trouble him more than he already w

RonanCamila kept glancing toward the back door, her worry about Arya possibly barging in clear on her face. I could tell she was on edge.“Ronan, Kenneth thinks one of the cleaners let her in this morning,” she said quietly, still looking at the door. Joseph frowned, picking up on her concern.“I’ve dealt with it,” I reassured her. “Kenneth called me. Oliver has collected their keys, so there won’t be any more surprises.” At that, I saw her relax a little, the tension easing from her shoulders.“Arya was trying to recruit Camila this morning,” I mentioned to Joseph, watching his eyes widen in disbelief.“After everything she did to you? The woman is delusional,” Joseph scoffed, shaking his head in amazement. Camila chuckled softly, her nervousness starting to melt away.“She actually thought she had something to entice me with,” Camila added, her voice laced with irony. “Freedom, she called it.”I stood up to help her serve the appetizer, and Joseph, clearly entertained, asked, “And