Chapter 4
Later, Camilla became a vegetable. Ophelia would visit her every time, bringing a bouquet of tulips.
She would smile and say, “Camilla, did you know? Tulips are my favorite flowers. Thank you for planting so many in the garden. I’m always so happy when I come to your and Charles’s house.”
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A wave of resentment surged through Camilla. She fiercely snapped a tulip beside her.
She didn’t regret loving Charles all these years. Camilla was the type of person who could give her all and accept defeat gracefully, but she couldn’t stand to see her love being trampled on like this.
Charles had already wheeled her to the front door.
Camilla designed this villa, which had been their marital home, down to the last detail. Even the fingerprint lock was her choice.
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Sitting in the wheelchair, Camilla was at the perfect height to reach the lock. She instinctively reached out to press her fingerprint, but Charles stopped her before she could touch it.
Camilla could feel the slight dampness in Charles’s palm; he was nervous. “Camilla, let me open the door,” he said.
A cold glint flickered in Camilla’s eyes. She saw through his actions. He had erased even her fingerprints. Camilla wanted to laugh, but her heart ached fiercely.
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She meekly and quietly withdrew her hand, watching as Charles pressed his fingerprint to unlock the door. Just a second before the lock clicked open, a beautiful hand opened the door first. It was Ophelia, who had clearly become the lady of this house.
Camilla’s hands clenched tightly on her lap as she barely held back her almost uncontrollable emotions.
‘Did Ophelia live in my marital home, sleep with my husband, and take care of my children while I lay in bed, suffering as a vegetable for those five years?‘ Camilla thought.
Ophelia had been smiling when she opened the door, but her smile froze when she saw not just Charles, but also Camilla in the wheelchair outside.
“What’s the matter, Charles? Why aren’t you pushing me in?” Camilla asked.
Through the mirror on the opposite wall, she saw Charles gesture for Ophelia to be quiet. Ophelia finally realized that Camilla couldn’t see her and quietly stepped back, allowing Charles to wheel Camilla inside.
“Charles, where are Lucius and Cecilia? Where are they?” Camilla asked eagerly. She had already chosen their names when she was pregnant.
At this moment, Camilla didn’t care about the mistress. She couldn’t wait to see her two precious children and hold them in her arms.
For five years, her love for them had been what kept her going, and now she had finally woken up.
Charles spoke in a low voice. “They have school early tomorrow and have already gone to bed. Your eyesight hasn’t fully recovered yet. There’s no need to rush.”
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Camilla’s eyes dimmed beneath her sunglasses. She knew she couldn’t show too much eagerness at this moment; it would raise Charles’s suspicions.
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“Then-” Camilla was about to speak when she suddenly heard thumping footsteps descending the stairs. She instinctively turned her head and saw Cecilia and Lucius holding hands as they came down.
Both children were wearing pajamas and slippers–one in blue and the other in pink. Camilla felt tears welling up in her eyes.
J’Hi, Dad,” Lucius greeted, his gaze falling on Camilla in the wheelchair. He seemed to guess who she was, nervously clutching the corner of his clothes, unsure of what to do.
Cecilia, however, was looking at Ophelia with shining eyes.
“Oph-” Cecilia started to say, but she saw Ophelia give her a slight shake of the head. Although she didn’t understand, Cecilia obediently closed her
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“Are those Cecilia and Lucius?” Camilla forced herself to hold back her heartbreak, opening her arms in the direction of the children. “I’m your mom. Come here and let me hold you, okay?”
