Chapter 40


    ~Cam’s POV~


    I’ve been in Mexico for a long period of time. I’m really relieved that my son is awake. My father used


    all his resources to make sure that Liam was treated. He had a post-traumatica. It was great to


    see my father all worried about his grandson. I’m relieved that now we can return to the United States


    so he can restart his schooling, while I continue to run my business. Never again will I conceal my


    identity from the world. If you’re just a regr person, people will take advantage of you. Liam never


    questioned me about his father’s whereabouts. I have miscalcted my son’s abilities. Believing he


    has no idea what is going on. I’m not going to focus on anyone right now. I’m going to concentrate on


    myself and my son. Liam is my world. Liam and I boarded ate flight to the United States. Mary was


    already waiting for us when we arrived home.


    Well, I am no longer allowed to bathe Liam. He ims that he is now a man capable of bathing himself.


    I didn’t want my little bambino to grow up to be a man so soon, to be honest. He bathed and retired to


    bed.


    I walked into my room. I’m thinking about the ordeal I’ve endured as a result of my husband. I did


    everything I could to convince him to look at me as his wife and not as the little girl he continued to dim


    me. I’ve even gone to the point of sucking him. That is an act that no woman should evermit, no


    matter how desperate they are. A loveless marriage can lead you to all sorts of things. However, I


    sucked him, possibly to test whether he could regard me as his wife. I used to tell myself I was teaching


    him a lesson, but in reality, all I wanted was for him to look at me instead of the cheap women he’d


    been trending with. I’m done trying and I’m done with Christopher Grayston. I am a dissatisfied wife.


    What’s the point of forcing my way into his heart? I’m not interested in mending things or pleading with


    him to look my way. I was confident in my abilities and was willing to stick around. I tried to mend the


    ruptures in our marriage. I am not a believer in divorce, but that man pushed and tested my patience to


    the ultimate in so many ways. I even altered my behavior in his honor. I was desperate for my husband


    to look at me as a wife, not a girl. But, boy, did I ever warm his heart? Nope, what I got was disrespect.


    I did get my son after everything. I know I deserve better. I will never beg for a man’s attention in my


    life. I’m not going to wait for his eptance. I’ll do whatever it takes to make myself happy. I’m tired of


    putting other people’s happiness ahead of my own. Chris is the devil, but he also taught me to cherish


    myself and reim my self-esteem. To hell with it; I will not be set aside till he expresses an interest in


    me. I’ve heard enough, and it’s Cam Mendoza’s turn this time. I smiled as I headed to bed.


    The following morning, I awoke to have breakfast with my son. As I approached the kitchen, I noticed


    Liam was already up, trying to make pancakes.


    “Baby, what are you up to?”


    “Mom, please take a seat. I’m about finished.”


    “Liam, that ce is not safe for you, baby.”


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    “Please have a seat, Mom. This is something I can handle. ck Americano, one teaspoon of sugar


    with milk on the side,ing right away!”


    So he’s been paying attention to how I take my coffee.


    “Can you tell me where you got the apron?”


    “I asked Aunt Mary to get one for me.”


    We ate, and thereafter I dropped him off at his school. After that, I went to my office. Today, I’ll be


    conducting interviews. I need an assistant. Someone who is familiar with the CAMMY brand and is also


    experienced in event nning. I’m unsure of what to anticipate, but I’m hoping for the best. I began


    doing the interviews as soon as I arrived at work. I’ve interviewed six candidates thus far without


    results. ording to legend, the number seven is auspicious. I’m crossing my fingers. A dashing


    gentleman entered wearing a CAMMY T-shirt. And fuck it! It fits him perfectly.


    I had already generated a slew of business ideas in my thoughts while staring at him alone. I chose to


    obfuscate the interview questions. The gentleman blushed.


    “Do you mind if I touch you? I mean, can I hug you?” I grinned, amused by his question.


    “Of course,” I rose to my feet and embraced him. He was in tears at the time. That alone convinced me


    he was gay.


    “I’m still in disbelief that I’m actually holding you, Cam.” I froze and pulled away from the hug.


    Surprised.


    “Have you met me before?”


    “Of course, and I made certain I purchased each and every design you created. I met you for the first


    time in Mexico. I’ve followed you to every event you’ve attended since you introduced CAMMY


    lingeries. Though I didn’t know this interview was for yourpany,”


    He is knowledgeable of mypany’s image and has attended every one of my events. I fixed my


    gaze on him.


    “Can you tell me your name?”


    “Luke.”


    “Luke, the job is yours. When do you think you’ll be able to start?” He hopped up and down, and he


    was just adorable to watch him do that like a child in a candy shop.


    “As of right now,” he said.


    “Alright then, get to work, your office is right next to mine. I’ll bring your contact information tomorrow.


    We are bringing CAMMY to San Diego. Cammy’s entire wardrobe would be disyed. You have one


    week to blow my mind. You had better be one of the models because I won’t be happy if you aren’t


    one. Give me a shout if you require assistance.”


    “Don’t worry about the models. I am the proprietor of a small modeling agency. We were struggling,


    and so I started seeking employment due to the fact that we hadn’t had gigs for a very long time.”


    “Who exactly are you, Luke? That is, after all, youreback gig.” I smiled at him as he leaped to his


    feet and made his way to his office.


    Call me crazy, but I’m a big fan of Luke. In so many ways, I can rte to him. I get a lot of business


    ideas just by looking at him. I sighed at the thought that I didn’t have to search for models. At the very


    least, one issue has been resolved. I’m tired of hiding my face behind CAMMY designs. I’m not sure


    how Luke discovered I was the owner of CAMMY designs. I came out following my firstunch but


    remained closed-doored for my secondunch. The moment for my blossom has arrived. My tion


    was soon dashed by a text from Chris.


    Chris: Are you able to make your way down to your parking lot? I’d like to discuss Liam’s case in light


    of udia’s decision to take us to court.


    How did this cretin know I was back? I didn’t even bother responding, I just made my way down to the


    parking lot to meet him. As I approached his car, he descended to open the door for me. I scoffed at


    the thought that I still find him very manly, aquiline nose, seductive thin lips, with stern features.


    Everything was put together delicately like the work of God himself. It was as if the sun shone on him,


    making him look fuckinly handsome and ready to be…Stop it, Cam!


    When did he turn into a gentleman?


    I sneered at the prospect of him assisting me in opening the door. The man was undeniably attractive,


    but he was a dick. Waiting for this man has been a waste of time, so I’m done, I reminded myself.


    This man remains unfazed despite everything that has happened to us. He has always kept that


    scumbag mask on. I can’t even read him. His face is devoid of expression. I sat there silently; after all,


    he was the one who called me.


    He swallowed and cleared his throat.


    “How’s Liam doing?”


    I gazed at him, unsure if I should answer or not, but then I thought of how he had been trying to reach


    out to us, but I couldn’t answer his calls. And if I engage inbat with him, he may believe I still love


    the idea of being Mrs. Grayston. I altered my previous look and softened my face.


    “He’s alright. He went to school today.” He grinned.


    So this devil can actually smile?


    “Please convey my greetings to him.” I gave a nod. He gave me a file and added, “We won’t be going


    to court with u…” My phone beeped with Luke’s message, cutting Chris mid-sentence. I replied and


    requested that he meet me in the parking lot. Then there was another beep, along with his phone.


    A woman named udia ims she is the ex-wife of the multi-billionaire Christopher Grayston and is


    now pregnant with his child. But the man threw her out. How ruthless can President Grayston be?


    Our phones emitted another beep.


    Tina Sands, a well-known actress. Recently announced that she is expecting a child with billionaire


    Christopher Grayston.


    I looked straight into his eyes without uttering a single word.


    Can’t I for once in my life have peace? Is this man ever going to stop disrespecting me, I thought to


    myself. Then I noticed Luke scanning the parking lot for me. I let out a sigh.


    “Excuse me,” I said. My eyes stung and were red, but I couldn’t bring myself to cry in front of him.


    When Luke noticed me, he came towards me, simply hugged and rubbed my back.


    “It’s alright, Cam; he doesn’t deserve you.”


    How did hee to know so much about me?