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Desmond’s face went white as a sheet. He bolted to the villa’s front door, but Laura was long gone, not a trace of her in sight.
He scrambled for his phone, jabbing at her number with shaky hands. All he got was a robotic voice telling him her phone was off.
“Babe, what’s up? She ghosting us?” Lynn stormed over, her face twisted with rage.
Desmond gave a stiff nod, and Lynn, already fuming, stomped her foot hard. “For god’s sake, Laura’s such a drama queen! We’re killing ourselves for her, and she’s got the nerve to sling that bullshit at us!”
“Some of the crap you spewed was way too much,” Desmond snapped, shooting her a look that could cut glass. “I don’t know what went down with Laura last night, but she‘ s our daughter, Lynn.
“No matter how pissed you are, you can’t just… rip into her like that.
“We’ve already fucked her over enough in the past. When we brought her back, we swore we’d make it up to her, let her move on from our screw–ups. But let’s not bullshit ourselves, Lynn–we’ve been half–assing it with her for years.”
Lynn’s temper cooled a bit, guilt creeping in as she thought back to the venom she’d spat at Laura. “I just… I got too heated, okay?”
“Dad, Mom.” Brielle strolled up, her eyes glinting with something cold, though her face. was all fake remorse and sad smiles.
She hooked her arm through Lynn’s. “If it wasn’t for me, Laura wouldn’t have gotten lost back then. And if I hadn’t been so sick all the time, she wouldn’t have been
shipped off to Grandpa’s after we got her back…”
“Sweetie, don’t you dare pin this on yourself,” Lynn said, her heart turning to mush at Brielle’s crocodile tears.
Her guilt over Laura flipped to pity for Brielle in a heartbeat. “You getting sick wasn’t your fault or anyone’s.”
Brielle, knowing, she’d played her card just right, put on a reassuring tone. “Mom, your and Dad need to hustle over to the Weaver family and smooth things out. Don’t sweat Laura. She’s obsessed with/Cameron. She’s probably just losing her mind, thinking he’s gonna dump her. That’s why she’s mouthing off like that.
“I’ll track her down and let her know the engagement’s still on. She’ll come bouncing back, I swear.
Lynn nodded, totally swallowing Brielle’s take. In her mind, Laura’s obsession with Cameron–her desperate, almost pathetic clinginess–was stronger than anything she felt for her own family.
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Didn’t matter if Cameron was messing around on the side. As long as Laura knew he was still gonna marry her, she’d never ditch the engagement.
Right now, the top priority was keeping the Weaver family from jumping ship. They knew if Cameron got cold feet and backed out, Laura would be left out in the cold, tossed aside like trash.
“Babe, let’s roll!” Lynn grabbed Desmond’s arm, yanking him toward the house. “Brielle‘ s got it right–we gotta snag some nice gifts and go to the Weaver Mansion, now!”
As her parents hustled inside, a cold, calculating spark flashed in Brielle’s eyes.
‘If my baby sis really seals the deal with Cameron, how’s he gonna keep up with his side chick?’ she schemed to herself.
Laura hadn’t walked far from the estate when she spotted a shiny black Bentley parked on the curb, looking all too familiar.
‘Isn’t that the car Marco driove me in?‘she wondered.
“Hey, Miss Wilson,” Marco said, stepping out. His eyes flicked to Laura’s swollen, red face for a quick second before he popped open the back door.
“Mr. Weaver had a feeling you wouldn’t stick around the place long, so he told me to wait here,” he said.
“He’s got my number again, huh?” Laura said, her eyes widening. “What if I’d stayed?”
Marco flashed a cocky grin. “Mr. Weaver’s always ten steps ahead.
“But if you hadn’t shown, I’d have a damn good reason to goof off on the company dime.”
Laura just blinked, caught between wanting to laugh and rolling her eyes.
Marco’s smart vibe was clearly his way of trying to pull her out of her funk, and she
wasn’t mad at it.
“So, Marco, where we headed?” she asked, settling into the seat.
“Mr. Weaver’s got a meeting, then some big–shot dinner. I’m taking you to a hospital nearby to get that face fixed up,” he replied.
Laura almost shrugged it off with a “no need,” but after a second, she just muttered, Cool.”
At the hospital, after the doc patched her up, Marco offered to grab her meds for the swelling and pain.
Laura slumped into a chair in the waiting area. The sharp smell of antiseptic hit her hard, making her head spin and her stomach churn like she might barf.
Five minutes dragged on, and Marco was still MIA. But instead of him, the two people she’d rather die than see showed up.
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“Babe, you think… Miss Wilson’s got it out for me?” a girl’s whiny voice cut through the hospital noise, loud and clear. “Last night was such a shitshow-
“I bet she’s blaming me. What if she comes at me again?”
“Chill, I’ve got your back,” a guy replied, his voice deep and gritty. “She tries anything, I’ll make her regret it a hundred times over.”
That voice made Laura freeze. She turned, hands shaky, and saw them nearby. Her
face went blank.
‘Again? I only met Julieta in person last night,‘ she thought. ‘When the hell did I ever mess with her?”
“I’m still freaked out!” Julieta was practically glued to Cameron, her face all pouty and sad. “She got humiliated last night, and with you sticking up for me, babe, she’s not gonna just drop it.”
Cameron’s sharp jaw softened as he pulled Julieta closer. “She fucked up, alright? She had it coming. Last night was just a little reality check. Compared to you losing the kid ….her getting wasted and looking dumb? That’s nothing.”
“Cameron,” Julieta said, her voice breaking as she clung to his waist. “That baby wasn’t meant to be.
“And what happened between us that night–I don’t hold it against you. You don’t owe me squat. I was all in.
“Your grandpa and mom are Team Laura, I get it. And maybe you’ve got a thing for her too. I don’t wanna put you in a bad spot, bae. I’m not gonna fight her for you.” Cameron sighed heavily, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead. “Julieta, you know Mom and Grandpa are practically shoving me into an engagement with her. So… I’m sorry, but you’re the one who’s gotta deal with the short end of the stick.” “It’s okay,” Julieta mumbled, shaking her head as tears shimmered in her eyes.
For a brief moment, out of Cameron’s sight, her gaze flickered with something sharp. Her voice broke with a quiet sorrow. “As long as I know you’ve got some love for me, bae, that’s enough.”
They lingered there, wrapped up in each other like the world didn’t exist, before finally heading toward the hospital entrance.
Then Cameron’s eyes landed on Laura, sitting in the waiting area, her face stone–cold as she stared him down. A jolt of panic flashed across his face, and his arm dropped from Julieta’s waist like it was on fire.
When he noticed the red, swollen mark on Laura’s cheek, his expression darkened. What the hell happened to your face?”
“Miss Wilson, how’d you even know we were here?” Julieta flinched, ducking behind Cameron like she’d seen a monster. “I–I’m not trying to steal Cameron, I swear! Please,
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don’t come after me!”
Cameron’s face twisted at her words, concern melting into pure disgust. “Real nice, Laura. My mom already told your dad the engagement’s still on, and you’re out here. tailing us to the damn hospital? What, you won’t be happy till you’ve crushed Julieta completely?”
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