[~Song Recommendation: Beautiful Scars by Maximillian~]
Ric quickly passed Dylan to Ellie, who swiftly took him into her arms, allowing Ric to rush over to Cammy as she collapsed. Fortunately, Felicity managed to catch her arms in time, preventing her head from hitting the hard concrete of the parking lot.
"Take her to my villa," Felicity instructed, and Ric immediately obeyed.
"I'll take Dylan to my girls' room and join you afterward," Ellie called out. Felicity nodded in agreement before they went their separate ways.
By the time Ellie arrived in Felicity's villa, Cammy was already awake. Ric quickly handed her a glass of water, which she gratefully accepted and drank in full.
Felicity gently patted her back, her voice filled with concern. "You gave us quite a scare, dear. How are you feeling now?"
Cammy's tears spilled over once more. She hadn't planned on telling Felicity just yet—she wanted to clear her mind with some rest first—but even her body couldn't handle it anymore.
Only someone like Felicity, who had been through something similar, could truly understand what she was going through as a mother and a wife.
Despite her sobs choking her voice, Cammy did her best to recount everything with a trembling voice. She didn't care anymore if Ric and Ellie were there. She just wanted to release the pain and get it over with.
She told them everything; from arriving at their vacation home with her children's ashes to discovering her husband with another woman, and finally, the incident at the airport.
"Oh, my dear, you've been through so much in just one night. Come here, let it all out, you'll feel better," Felicity said, wrapping her in a comforting hug.
"I-I don't understand, Felicity. I've been a loyal, loving, and supportive wife and a loving mother to our son. I know I'm not perfect—I have my flaws—but I swear I did my best. How could he do this to me?" Cammy cried out, still wrapped in Felicity's embrace.
"Sweetheart, this is not your fault. Just because this happened doesn't mean you're to blame. Please, don't be so hard on yourself," Felicity reassured her, gently patting her back.
After a good cry, Cammy finally managed to calm down. Felicity handed her another glass of water and gently encouraged her to rest. "You need to sleep and give your weary heart, mind, and soul a chance to recover before facing the next battle. When you wake up, come find me, and we'll work on finding a solution together, okay?"
But Cammy noticed Ric pacing and looked anxious as if he wanted to say something. "What's wrong, Ric?" she asked.
"I'm sorry, Cammy, but I have to ask you this… What is your plan now? Are you going to leave him for good?"
Cammy was caught completely off guard by Ric's question, causing her to stammer in response, "I-I'm not sure yet. This is all so sudden."
"Are you still considering staying with him after everything you've been through? You deserve better," Ric remarked.
"I-I can't just leave him right away. We're married, and we have a son. I–"
"Then divorce him," Ric interrupted.
Cammy was stunned. Her thoughts had been so jumbled that she hadn't even considered it.
"He won't sign the papers easily... I don't have the money to take it to court if he refuses to agree to a mutual consent divorce. Besides, if I choose to fight him, I'll need proof of my claims, which I don't have."
Curious, Felicity asked, "But, dear, if you had proof of his infidelity, would you be willing to divorce him?"
Cammy stared at Felicity, opening and closing her mouth several times, unsure of what to say. Felicity gently reached for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"It's okay, dear. You don't have to decide now. It's a big decision, and you need time to think it through."
"I-I'll do it… If I have the proof to win the case and free myself from him, I'll do it," Cammy declared with unexpected conviction, surprising both Felicity and Ellie. Even as she said it, a part of her still hesitated, and the thought of openly admitting she was willing to divorce her husband tugged painfully at her heart.
While the women absorbed Cammy's words, Ric abruptly stood up and said, "Wait here…"
None of them could react quickly enough to ask where he was going or why, though Felicity had an inkling of what her nephew was up to.
A few minutes later, Ric returned holding a brown envelope. Without a word, he handed it to Cammy, who was confused at first but opened it anyway.
Inside were several documents, but what caught her attention were the photos—images of a man and different women, unmistakably damning.
Cammy's right hand released the brown envelope, covering her mouth in shock as her left hand clutched the photos. Felicity exchanged a knowing glance with Ric, who responded with a tight-lipped nod.
'He finally used it,' Felicity thought. 'This means he's ready to confront Duncan directly and fight for Cammy's heart.'
The sight of her husband, captured in intimate moments with different women in various places, left her speechless. The photos of him with well-known figures, including Annie Tucker, were especially gut-wrenching, bringing fresh tears to her eyes.
Annie was the woman Cammy had discovered naked with her husband at their vacation home—a woman envied by many not only for her stunning beauty and flawless figure but also for her immense wealth. She was a supermodel, a well-known socialite, and the sole heiress to TZN Pictures, a leading entertainment and media conglomerate.
And then there was her, Cammy Watson-Veston—a stay-at-home mom, the daughter of a paralyzed businessman whose company was on the brink of collapse. Her body was worn out from carrying twins and giving birth not long ago. She only had a part-time job as a freelance web developer with a single client.
Compared to the glamorous women her husband had been involved with, she felt like trash… insignificant... she didn't measure up at all…
Her confidence had hit rock bottom… her insecurities were louder than ever…
The image of her twin girls, surrounded by tubes and machines just to keep them alive, flashed through Cammy's mind. While her babies were fighting for their lives, where was her husband? Was he in Annie's arms or in bed with one of the women in the photos?
Was he really dealing with the legal matters concerning her father's company, or did he even care about their children? He hadn't even bothered to see the girls after they were born or before they were cremated.
These questions swirled in Cammy's mind as she stared at the pictures, tears streaming down her face. Her mind now doubted the words that she once trusted.
She was jolted out of her thoughts when Felicity gently squeezed her knee.
"Cammy, dear… Please, drink this," Felicity said softly.
Cammy looked up and saw Felicity offering her a glass of water. After taking the water from Felicity, Ellie gave her some tissue paper that she gladly accepted.
She wiped her tears and, with newfound resolve, she declared, "I will file a divorce. I will divorce my husband… but not right away."
The three exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what she meant.
Questions folded their minds;
'What does she mean by that? Will she go back to Duncan after all these?' Felicity asked herself.
'Does she love him that much that she can't leave him right away?' Ellie thought.
But it was only Ric who was bold enough to ask for clarification.