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[Camari]I didn't expect to see such a painful sight. The police brought Otis in handcuffs. He had to endure the shame of the police arresting him in front of many people. My chest ached to see that man endlessly afflicted with misfortune.I saw Farrell, Eleanor, and Dorothy smiling with satisfaction. I couldn't believe that people I once considered family could act this cruelly to their family members. What had Otis done to them?Everything went smoothly. The meeting we were looking forward to had finally taken place. Everything we prepared was in the hands of our targets. But we didn't expect them to slander Otis for trying to kill his father.I walked out of the room, chasing after Otis. I almost cried when I saw the cops dragging him away. Oh, my God. Otis' legs were shorter than theirs. Why did they have to act so mean? Even though he was accused of a serious crime, he was still a suspect, not a defendant."Camari, wait!" Dorothy called. I ignored her and continued to walk. "I ha
"Camari Gastrell," the nurse on duty called.I stood up and walked over to the woman. She smiled at me. She wasn't the same woman serving me at the previous meeting. I thanked her after she opened the door to the office for me."Hi, Camari. I’m glad to see you again," the beautiful woman in the room said. She extended her hand to me."Hi, Jen. Don't worry. I won't run away again." I shook her hand.She chuckled. "Have a seat.""Thank you." I sat on the chair she pointed to."The first meeting is the hardest. I understand. I'm glad you wanted to try again and came to see me." She glanced at the television in the room. "I know who you are and understand your fears. What you've been dealing with these weeks hasn't been easy.""Thank you." I smiled with relief. I didn't need to tell her about me because she knew what forced me to come to this place. "I want to heal. I don't know psychology, but know I'm not well."I felt my eyes heat up. "These days, I'm not me. This woman with no confide
Jennifer explained in simple sentences so that I could understand her. She mentioned my condition and the treatment she suggested. I chose her to help me think about what she said first if I wasn't ready to decide.I didn't think twice and accepted all her suggestions. Otis had said he would support all my decisions for my recovery, so I took my psychologist's advice. I chose him for help. So, I learned to trust her observations."We can do this in two ways. We set a counseling time once a week or you can come whenever you can," Jennifer suggested."I prefer to set a schedule. So I can fill the other days with work. Do you have an appointment every Monday night?" I asked."I can make time between six and seven in the evening. How about that?" she offered."Perfect!" I said happily. "I'll come straight here after work."After discussing other details, Jennifer ended our meeting. She made a few suggestions to help my recovery. Thankfully, I did most of them. I was around positive influe
"Fa-farrell... What are you doing here?" Eleanor nervously muttered."Is what Camari said true, Mom?" Farrell softly asked. "You killed Dad? And what does that mean about his illegitimate son?""Camari is a liar. Don't believe anything she says." Eleanor approached Farrell and looked at him gently."That's not an answer to my question, Mom." Farrell took a step back.I turned to Nicole. She looked at me for a moment before looking at the mother and son. I didn't know what to do, so I waited until they finished talking. After all, it would be a strange atmosphere if I entered my unit while they were here."I didn't kill your father. I loved him very much. How could I hurt him?" Eleanor explained. "And there's no illegitimate son. You are Arnold Haworth's only child.""You lied," Farrell accused. "You avoid my eyes when you speak. You'll look at me without hesitation when you tell the truth.""Farrell, I'm your mother. I won't lie to you," Eleanor stated.The man avoided when his mother
[Otis]I was uneasy about being away from Camari. But I had to do it. Eleanor and Dorothy tried hard to keep us apart, so we went along with it. We didn't know how Father was doing. We had to be careful and not provoke them.Camari's fake bodyguards were an advantage. They must have reported everything to Farrell. The man stalking my wife must have reported everything to Eleanor and Dorothy. They might have thought their plan had succeeded.My guess was confirmed when I saw the number of people standing guard in front of Father's hospital room. There were usually two large men there, but only one today. Jasper and I were thinking of ways to infiltrate when the man left his post.Seeing that, we quickly made our move. I didn't expect Camari and Nicole to do the same. I thought she was having lunch with Jasmine. It turned out Camari was in this place, too. The amazing thing was that she recorded all of Father's statements.How could I not fall deeper in love with her? She thought of and
My duty was done, so I left the room. Camari and Nicole were not in the corridor. Only Jasper stood waiting for me. What a strange woman. Her boss was here. Why was she rushing back to work? I wouldn't fire her for taking care of my father.Father's bodyguard came. I waited until he was near me. I asked for an explanation for his negligence at work. It turned out that Farrell had told him not to look after Father—like mother like son. They wanted to ruin my life.Fortunately, Father named the culprit. I waited for the police to make an official statement about Steven before suing them for their unfair treatment of me. Isaac would love to keep busy with the two additional cases.He was still handling Bruce and my office security for intrusion and theft. He certainly wouldn't mind taking care of Steven's attempted murder and Eleanor's murder. I let out a long sigh. The media would frequently mention my family's name."Otis," someone called out. I looked behind me. "D-do you have a minut
[Camari]'I'm on my way home.'I smiled as I read the message from my husband. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My blonde hair was neatly combed, and my face was clean without makeup. I wore a transparent nightgown, leaving nothing to the imagination. I couldn't afford to waste my chance tonight.I sprayed his favorite perfume on my neck and wrists. The delicate scent of red roses entered my nostrils. My cheeks flushed at the thought of our activities tonight. I chuckled, embarrassed by my wild imagination.I walked out of the walk-in closet to the bedroom and smiled at the red rose petals decorating the bed. My heart beat with happiness. Finally, after three years together, we had the chance to make out like husband and wife.Farrell had been very busy with his family company since we got married. Business trips had become his habit. Moreover, I also worked for another company that demanded attention and time. But he wouldn't be that busy anymore. So, it was the perfect time f
It was suddenly quiet on the other side, but I knew he was there and listening to me. We were still together. How dare he flaunt their relationship in front of so many people. I saw them, so I was sure others might have witnessed the incident, too."Good, you know everything. Things will be easier now. Yes. Bella and I are getting married soon," he declared arrogantly. "We've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. So stop ruining my plans. Sign the divorce papers and come to the court tomorrow.""Ruining your plans? Have you gone mad? You've ruined our marriage by cheating on my best friend!" I protested.He laughed. "Bella and I knew each other before we met, Camari. She was my first love, the woman I wanted to marry. Listen. I never loved you."His words pierced my heart like a sharp sword. The pain made me unable to speak for a while. I even had to lean against the wall, realizing my legs failed to support my body."Y-your first love?" I stammered. "Th-then what am I?""