"I only found out a few days ago—it wasn’t your parents who saved you. It was Tomas. He spent a fortune to protect me and he married you just to keep you from digging any further."
"Back when I was staying at your house, he came to the study every night and took me, over and over again. He said he found you disgusting—that he had to picture my face just to get through it with you."
"Did you really think he’d ever love the child you’re carrying?"
Camila let out a sharp, taunting laugh before hanging up.
"You will never take his love from me!"
I recorded the phone call, then glanced at the message I had scheduled to send at the perfect moment.
A smirk tugged at my lips.
'Camila, you won't be having that laughter anytime soon.'
Then, Tomas called. I let it ring. Then blocked his number. And every other way he could reach me.
I headed straight for the airport while clutching my plane ticket.
