All Chapters of The CEO's Boss Lady Ex-wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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

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 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 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

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