Chapter 5
Instead of approaching Camilla, Cecilia shrank back in fear. However, Lucius hesitated for a moment before slowly walking up to Camilla. He carefully reached out and gently touched her face, as if to confirm she was real. “Are you really Mom?”
“It’s me, sweetheart. I’m your and Cecilia’s mom,” Camilla replied softly. She
wanted nothing more than to just hold Lucius, but she was afraid of scaring her baby.
After all, to Lucius and Cecilia, Camilla might as well be a strange woman who had been asleep for five years.
Charles spoke up. “Alright, it’s getting late. Lucius, take Cecilia back to the room and get some sleep. We’ll talk about your mom when you get home from school tomorrow.”
Lucius glanced at Camilla a few more times before turning to go upstairs.
Camilla finally couldn’t hold back. “Lucius, can I hold you?” She was almost pleading, and a tear slid down from beneath her sunglasses.
Lucius hesitated for a long while, about to turn back to Camilla, when Charles spoke again, his voice carrying a fatherly authority. “Lucius, go back to the room.”
Charles placed a hand on Camilla’s shoulder and whispered, “Don’t worry. The kids lost you as soon as they were born. They just need some time to accept this.”
Camilla felt a chill in her heart. Charles was doing this on purpose. He didn’t want her to get close to the children.
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Lucius had already led Cecilia upstairs, with Cecilia casting a reluctant glance at Ophelia and blowing her a secret kiss.
Camilla saw it all. She closed her eyes, feeling utterly bitter inside. She could easily discard the scum of a man to his mistress, but she wouldn’t allow anyone to take her children away from her.
After the children went upstairs, Charles carried Camilla back to the bedroom and placed her on the bed.
The wedding photo of her and Charles that had once hung on the wall was now taken down and casually thrown into the corner, covered with a cloth that happened to hide her face.
Camilla sneered inwardly, thinking, ‘It seems Charles despises me so much that he can’t even stand to look at my picture.‘
“Camilla, you rest now. I’ll go to the study and handle some work,” Charles said gently and considerately before turning to leave.
“Charles?” Camilla suddenly called out to him. “Do you know what my favorite flower is?”
Charles paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by the question, but he quickly regained his composure. “Of course, I do. You love tulips. What I like, you like. Camilla, you’ve always been like that.“.
Camilla gave a faint smile. “Yes, I have.”
She had always adopted Charles’s preferences as her own, always putting him first and herself last.
She had been incredibly foolish.
As soon as the door closed, Camilla’s smile vanished completely.
Camilla, of course, didn’t believe that Charles had gone to the study.
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Charles must have gone to find Ophelia.
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Camilla walked over to the window and peered through the gap in the curtains at the scene below. Ophelia was clinging tightly to Charles’s waist, and they looked like the perfect couple.
Camilla let out a sarcastic laugh. She watched as Charles gently pushed Ophelia away and pulled out the lipstick that she had accidentally left behind from his pocket, handing it to Ophelia.
The two exchanged a few words, and then Ophelia stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. Camilla felt so disgusted that she couldn’t bear to watch it any longer. She moved away from the window and made her way into the walk–in closet with great effort.
The walk–in closet was spacious, with her clothes neatly arranged on one side. Most of them were plain–colored dresses, gentle and demure.
Charles liked her in plain colors. In fact, Camilla didn’t really like plain colors, but since Charles had said she looked beautiful in a white dress, she had been catering to his preferences in her dressing.
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