HIS SWEET REVENGE

Celine’s POV

I walk slowly into my room with Camilla trudging quietly behind me and Jason in her arms.

My heart is heavy for no reason even though I know I really want to be free from all of these. Going back to Los Angeles seems like the best solution right now to heal; physically and emotionally.

I am going back to my old aunt and I will start a new life over there. I am done with all of this. I am done playing the fool and the victim. I am done with Bryan.

I sit on the bed, my face in a frown. I insisted on getting discharged today, even though the doctor wanted me to be in the hospital till next tomorrow.

I don’t want to keep seeing Bryan’s face. He won’t stop coming. I want to be far away from him just like the last time.

Even though my mind and heart were here when I ran away from here, I was at peace with myself for the no-trouble that comes with having Bryan in my life.

“You should rest today, at least”, Camilla pleads with me once more, in an attempt to convince me and stop me from going.

“No, Camilla. Please help me pack the rest of my belongings so I can go. I will call a cab to come get our things”, I force myself to say.

She remains silent, examining me carefully.

“Please, let out all the things Bryan got for Jason and I…”

“Don’t be proud, Celine”, she cuts me short, looking angry now.

“Proud?” I scoff, surprised at her choice of words. “I am not being proud, Camilla. This is about my dignity.”

“You call this dignity?” She attacks me immediately, taking a step toward me after dropping Jason on the floor. “You think he would come to save you if he doesn’t care about you?”

“This is not about care, Camilla. This is about me and my feelings. This is about how much I have suffered from that man who is nothing but a monster”, I find myself yelling.

“Monster?!” Disbelief crosses her expression. Then she begins to laugh and shake her head.

I sit back, breathing heavily and looking away.

“You have no idea what a monster is. If you do, you won’t call him that.”

At that, she moves to the door but I stop her. I don’t understand why she keeps defending him when he is nothing but a cruel person. He isn’t a good father to Jason either.

I can’t keep living here and hurting myself. If only he didn’t annoy me that much, if he hadn’t made me cry, I wouldn’t have gone out of the mansion even after I saw Paxton’s call.

I have never been that hurt in my entire life. It was a double hurt of what I felt the first time we had sex and he sent me out of his room.

This might probably be because I expected more from him now. I didn’t expect fate would repeat itself and he would end up sending me out after I had given him my body.

It makes me feel cheap. He makes me feel cheap.

“Camilla?”

She twirls back slowly, her angry stare unchanging. “Why do you keep defending Bryan?”

“I don’t defend him. If there is anyone who ought to be mad at him for everything he does, then I should be the one but I am not angry. You shouldn’t be too. He has realized his mistakes and it is high time you guys sort your differences out.”

“What differences? Don’t you get what I am saying?”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She throws me a cold glare before smiling. “I know about the sex.”

My mouth drops open and a red blush creeps to my face.

“How? H…how did you know that?” I stammer as my hands shake. I remember everyone had already gone to bed before I sneaked into Bryan’s room for two days and that morning when we had sex, everyone was still asleep.

It was early in the morning. So how did she know we had sex? Did Bryan tell her?

Jason’s cries jerk me out of my reverie and Camilla shifts her gaze to him on the floor.

“He must be hungry”, she mentions and walks back in to scoop him up in her arms. This is 10 am in the morning and as an adult, I am already hungry too, even though I don’t intend to eat here till Jason and I are on our way to Los Angeles.

“How did you know?” I am more composed now. I am curious to know how she got to know.

She rises with Jason, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes.

“It was obvious and written all over you two. I can’t remember the last time I saw my boss smile that way. Also, I only assumed you two had sex and it turned out I was right. I only saw you sneaking into his room and I was sure something would happen since he didn’t send you out.”

“Oh!” I murmur only and turn my gaze away from her, squeezing my eyes shut in embarrassment.

Before I can think of what to say, a knock comes on the door and I glance at the door before exchanging stares with Camilla.

Apart from Lizzy, Camilla and Bryan are the only people who come into my room.

Camilla flashes me another smile before walking to the door and throwing it open to reveal the man behind my misery.

Bryan!

Talk of the devil.

Camilla bows slightly with Jason still in her arms before heading out. Bryan stands right outside the door for a few minutes before coming in and closing the door quietly behind him.

Seeing him again brings a stab of anger into my heart and I feel like venting all my anger on him.

What is the essence of staying here when he doesn’t even behave like a good father to his son?

I really do not understand his mood swings. He is nice this minute and stern the next minute.

He looks nervous, scratching his head and fidgeting with his hands like a schoolboy. We continue to stare at each other for a while until I decide to break the silence.

“Why are you here?”

He hesitates for a while before answering. “To stop you.”

“Stop me?” I want to laugh in his face because I am more than determined to leave. Nothing can stop me. Nobody can. Not even Camilla. Her persuasions can only delay me.

“Yes. Because you are my wife.” He announces and my brows crease in confusion.

“What?!” I exclaim in disbelief. His wife? Our marriage was fake. It wasn’t real. It was a contract marriage and we ended things before I ran off. What the hell is he talking about then?

“Our marriage wasn’t fake. It was real and you are still my wife”, he announce again to my amazement and my jaws drop open in shock.

“What?!”